Idle, indeed!  So much of life has passed by unblogged!  Here are the high points, and we'll leave out the hospitalizations, family vacations, and our political opinions for the time being.

• Chris finished his Bachelor's (I can't bring myself to call it BS) and is working on his MS.
• Cameron has finished 2 years of college and is trying to start UNF in the summer.  
• Connor graduated high school last June and picked up Eagle Scout.  He's now working construction for Haskell in N.C.
• Mairyn is a visual arts major and is loving seminary.  
• Gale celebrated her 50th birthday, has taken ASL 1 and 2, and  has started another blog www.disneyeveryweek.blogspot.com. 

Christmas Day

Kids wake Mom and Dad,

"Brush your teeth!"

Finally we get to sort the gifts ~

... A flurry of paper....

"Do we have AAA batteries?"

Invincible plastic packaging,

(get the chainsaw and pliars!)

Cold pizza breakfast,

Find the receipt for the defective game, air-soft gun, headphones (pick one),

Save the gift bags!

Skype Grandma and Grandpa,

Play, play, play!

Bless the food,

Clear the table,

HEAD to the BEACH!!!!!

Mairyn, Connor, and Cameron
Christmas Day 2008
Jacksonville Beach

Conquering the Blogspot

I haven't the slightest idea what I want to do with the Blogspot, but it seems to be a painless thing to do to keep myself from appearing too obsolete and technologically irrelevant in this cyborg, earphone-wearing society. This raises the question of why exactly it is called a blue tooth when it's worn in your ear and looks much more like a science fiction, mind-controlling implant ala Star Trek than anything to do with dental hygiene, but I digress.

I've never been a consistent journal-keeper, but then I never had fonts and colors and art available with so little effort. Now that I have the ease of point and click, will I fare better? That is the point of my little exercise to see if anything can overcome the ingrained sloth I have so carefully nourished these 30 (cough, cough) plus years. Math was never my favorite subject, and now is no time to get bogged down in statistics. Without further ado I shall attempt to blog beyond a white page with this lone and pointless paragraph. May this bit of cyber space be less of an exercise of frustration than My Pathetic Space was.