Now that Jane and the kids are in Utah, I’ve been on my own for a while. Of course I have Britney, the Carpenter’s dog, with me. Britney is a good sport, but she is after all only a dog.
Church was all right today. I taught Elders Quorum because Matt? had to leave. The lesson was on increasing kindness, a talk given by Pres.? Hinckley. A lady from South Africa visited the church with her boyfriend, but they didn’t stay past sacrament. Luckily we had good speakers — Josh Chattin and a visiting YM president.
After church Shorty and I? tried to deliver the sacrament to Sister Dunno, but she was already in the hospital. I didn’t even know her first name or why she was in the hospital. It was pouring down rain, and the streets were flooded at the edges.
The Wang’s needed? help too? ? someone to help them unload a little organ and piano. Of course these each weighed about 500 pounds, and it took about half a dozen of us to get the items to the ground. I brought along the missionaries to help.
Then I went to Marlene’s to help her set up a blog for her cancer trial drug research group. I thought I could set up a blog on the free wordpress site, but apparently only users? with other wordpress blogs are allowed to register themselves and create new posts. I was pretty upset about that, because it seems so ridiculous. It also turns out that Marlene wanted to customize things more than the free site allows anyway, so I’m going to create a site for her on my host. This is all part of a larger experiment I have about the uses of blogs.
I would like to put together a presentation for the STC entitled 5 levels of blogging, or something, and talk about family blogs, chapter blogs, nonprofit organization blogs, e-business blogs, and corporate blogs. If I have working models of each, it’ll be a cool presentation.
I sure to miss Jane and the girls. Life is so quiet without them. I have a lot of friends without kids or even spouses. They don’t realize how empty life is without family. It would be the equivalent of removing a mother or father from one’s life — entirely. (At least I think.) Relationships are what life is all about. They are what matter in the end.
I am hoping that the convenience of blogging will help me keep a better journal. I really need to. Plus I would like the journal to be a family journal, including extended family. A family scrapbook blog.
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