For some reason my interest in blogging is in an (almost certainly temporary) waning phase. It’s not that there’s nothing going on in my life; actually I think it’s the very fullness of my days and the expanding network of connections to the people around me that have made me less dependent on this forum as a social outlet.
I’ve no plans to stop blogging, but it’s no longer the emotional necessity it once was, thank all that’s good and merciful.
Anyway.
After we’d opened our presents Christmas morning and had some breakfast, I dropped the kids off with their dad and his parents and then headed over to spend the rest of the day at my friend Jenny’s house. That was really nice, and the food and company were great. In the afternoon it started to rain, and I was worried that it might turn to snow or ice and keep me from getting home that night, but I was having too much fun to leave until about six when it started getting good and stormy. I got home with, um, minimal and easily reparable damage to my silly little car, stopping on the way to pick up Luke, Elizabeth and the piles of loot they’d gotten for Christmas from the Silkotch clan.
The day after Christmas my uncle Vaughn came up to Anza for a visit. He’d been living in Colorado, but my grandfather passed away a year ago, and Vaughn and my father are currently in Victorville in the process of putting the estate in order. Vaughn stayed with us Friday and Saturday night, and even came to church with us Sunday morning. It was a nice visit, but I’m afraid he got an inaccurate impression of typical Anza weather. The longest deep-cold snap I’ve ever seen up here finally broke the day AFTER he left; we spent most of his visit huddled around the woodstove for warmth. This mobile just wasn’t made for that sort of climate. I can’t wait until I’m able to completely replace the walls with something sturdier than cardboard and aluminum foil.
We’ve had no real plans for New Year’s Eve. Just today I found out that there’s going to be a party at Casa Gamino, and I’d be tempted to go to that since I can take the kids, if Steve’s band weren’t playing there that night. I suppose eventually that sort of thing won’t impair my enjoyment of a night out, but I’m not quite there yet.
Jenny and I had decided that if nothing more exciting presents itself between now and then we could all get together at my place, so that’s currently the plan. I went shopping for supplies today, so if something better does come up for New Year’s Eve my pantry will be fully stocked with snacks well into 2009.
In general life is very good and very peaceful, which I much prefer over having lots of drama to blog about. I feel like I’m on a path, and I can’t see where it’s headed, but I can see that it’s definitely headed SOMEwhere, so I’m just walking in faith and enjoying the view as I go along.
If I don’t post again for a while, HAPPY NEW YEAR! May it be filled with love and joy and health and peace for all of us.
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