I'm loving on livestrong.com. A couple of weeks ago my husband got me a pedometer. I was annoyed, not at the implication that I needed to exercise (I do), but because I wanted the version you can put in a purse and hook up to a computer. I wanted to be cool like a friend who has a USB pedometer and walks 10,000 steps a day. I pouted. But I put on ... Continue reading »

Recently a friend posted a link to the "unlinkyourfeeds" manifesto. Here's the argument: ___________________ Daisy-chaining your social networks together and repeating content (e.g., retweeting) is wrong. It results in a) friends having to read your comments multiple times or b) making an ass of yourself out of context, and c) making the internet a noisy and confusing place. ___________________ I was taken aback. You see, I don't individually post status and blogs to my separate social sites. I ... Continue reading »

Polly Jordan died this month. When another friend wrote of Polly's goodness, I was prompted to write down my own favorite memory of my gracious friend. I'm reposting it here because if I ever do good, Polly surely deserves some of the credit. ___________ I hope folks won't mind my favorite Polly story, though I guess this one was a Polly and Joe Jordan story. I was troubled as a teen along the ... Continue reading »

A relative is writing a family history and heard I was doing research into Jonathan and Elvira. Below is the result. The dates confused her - so I will reiterate here that the marriage/sealing dates are not typos. Jonathan's First Wife. Jonathan Holmes was less than three months younger than Joseph Smith, but didn't marry until the late 1830s. Jonathan married Marietta Carter in 1837 in a double ceremony with ... Continue reading »

Tonight I came across Eliza R. Snow's Nauvoo diary on the internet. One factoid conflicts with the mental construct I had developed: - Eliza taught school in the upper room of the Red Brick Store from Dec 12, 1842 through Mar 17, 1843 and had perfect attendance. (I knew she was teaching the Smith children during this time, but thought it was in the homestead). In my (fictional but plausible) construct Eliza ... Continue reading »