Sunday, when the blizzard passes into the record books and the Boston news channels return to speculation on what Republican could possibly run (with any chance of actually winning) for John Kerry's seat in the U.S, Senate, I hope to feel relaxed enough to continue blogging about why I believe in the Lord. But, not knowing when, or if, the power will go out as the winds increase, I'm reluctant to commit to typing anything that serious, only to lose it to a power outage.
When I was growing up in California, I envied kids who lived in "snow country." Thoughts of snowball fights, sledding, and building snowmen with carrot noses filled my imagination, and seemed ever so much nicer than the plain gray rain of Bay Area winters. Now, those winters (with temperatures that barely brush down as low as the high 30s) seem really appealing. I guess I'm forgetting the flood of 1982 and the 32 consecutive days of rain in 1995. As I idealized New England winters in my childhood, today I'm idealizing winters in the Bay Area.
So, I'm sitting here, not certain how long our electricity will last, thinking I'd better stop blogging in case (or before) we lose power. Hope to blog soon!