Telecommuting to Church

Live church services are only available today to those with 4x4's or chains who feel the need to mount a major winter campaign to attend Sacrament Meeting only. Those of us with mini-vans are not 'chosen' to attend today. Coral got ready before she got the news- India didn't even get up. When asked about it, she said that she got up with her alarm, looked outside, and mentally declared her own snow day before returning to bed. We will worship at home while monitoring Leith's recovery from a bout of pneumonia- we caught it Friday before it turned into a hospital event- and watching the snow come down.
We are still riding a wave of emotion from viewing the funeral services for President Hinckley yesterday. The last musical number by the choir, My Shepherd Will Supply My Need, was accompanied by a video look back at his life. We have been checking the replays of the funeral to catch this part of the service again and again- so beautiful, sad, and sweet.
Kevin and I do have to get dressed in a few minutes and walk down the hill to the McGill's house where they will bless their very juicy baby at home since the church building is inaccessible through the blizzard. Depending on the wind we may have to build an ice cave half-way down the street and wait to be rescued.