I think this Christmas will be remembered as the year that
- My grandfather had emergency open heart surgery. (He's doing well, thanks.)
- The Provo Tabernacle burned down. (That building is not doing so well, alas.)
- My mother lost her voice for a few days and my brother and I mercilessly teased her by saying inflammatory things she couldn't respond to or wishing aloud that someone would give us a lecture on her favorite topics.
Merry Christmas, all!