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So...I'm wondering (again) just how wonderful Facebook is. I love seeing old friends/family/classmates, catching up on their lives and seeing the offspring! My only problem is when I find out little details from photos that make me sad. Or when I realize that a high school friend hates my religion. Or any number of other facts that people post about themselves without thinking about just who their audience is. Hmmm. Can't decide if ignorance really is bliss.
It has been FOREVER since I've blogged...and I really wish I hadn't taken a "blogcation" because I've missed so much that friends have blogged about. Especially the ones who are living in exotic locations. Every day here seems so much the same. My biggest happening for the morning is on Tuesdays and Thursdays...a.k.a. swim days. I have quite the system of packing the swim bag. The only exictement came a few weeks ago when I forgot to pack a bra. Not good.
So, I'm sure that no one will benefit from my personal blog, but I certainly enjoy reading about every else. Keep up the reports on your lives! It gives me a little joy to know how many cool people I have become friends with in my life.
Have you ever noticed that the word "FUN" starts out the word "FUNERAL" and seems to me to be kind of ironic. We went to a funeral recently for my great uncle Clark and it actually was (dare I say) kind of fun. Of course, he was 96 years old and very happy to be reunited with his wife (my super-awesome great aunt Veda), so for me, the funeral was a celebration of his life. Now, today I am going to the funeral for my seminary teacher, Larry Wilde. He was only 52 years old and though he suffered terribly (cancer), I don't know how it will seem like a celebration of his life. Larry is happy to be reunited with his family and friends on the other side of the veil, it's just us here that will cry and wish that we could be with him. I know that Larry is where he should be...and I'm thankful for his example. To know Larry was to love him.
I'm thinking of getting a second opinion on Eli's weight. The doctor keeps talking about celiac disease and cystic fibrosis...I really think that Eli is just a small kid and very active and healthy. Does my "girth" make the doctor believe that I was a 90 lb. baby and would therefore have a 90 lb. baby of my own? Really? So, after cold turkey quitting the whole breastfeeding thing (more painful than imaginable), Eli is eating more solid food and SHOULD be gaining weight. Hopefully.
Why is it so easy to sit down for a few minutes in front of the computer...innocently searching for a friend on Facebook, and then look at the time and it is literally tomorrow? I think I waste good sleeping time. The issue is that it is easier to be on the computer when Eli is asleep (almost never!) than when he is trying out his own typing skills.
I've decided that a horrible birthday is maybe good in a way. Now I don't have to worry about what it would be like...I know and there is power in knowing! Not much could go wrong next year that would surprise me. It was a good day in that many friends sent birthday wishes on Facebook, etc. and I did have a beautiful, yummy cake made by my personal birthday pastry chef, Shanna Henderson. I have some of the best friends in the universe! Love all of you!
