It is an honor just being nominated...

After constant pressure and entreaties from family, colleagues, the media, and local dignitaries I have ceded and finally entered the world of blogging. I only hope that the output can stand up to the unparalleled expectations in the minds of my admirers.

As my first post I wish to thank all those who have helped me get to where I am now. To the University of Utah Division of Plastic Surgery, which took a chance on a young woman new to the world of emergency surgeries, uncooperative insurance companies, and crabby patients. To my bishop and the Sunday School president (Brother Clinger) who saw in me someone who they could sucker into accepting the calling of the only ward Gospel Doctrine teacher. I only hope I can one day repay the favor. To my landlord who has provided me with my lush accommodations in the basement of a crumbly duplex; and to Malcolm, my neighbor and apartment manager who sends down through the vents the appetizing scents of microwave popcorn. You are mainly to blame for the failure of my diets. To the neighborhood business establishments who keep me furnished with enough supplies to paint, sew, read, craft, and cook to my heart's content. To Brynn and Matt and to Dallin and Cathy who keep my maternal instincts fed and happy with regular babysitting engagements. (Cameron and Steph, I'm sure you would support me in this if but for distance.) To Spencer and Carly who monitor my food inventory when they visit and who ensure nothing goes bad. And finally, to Mom and Dad who bravely decided to move forward after experiencing their first child. This second born is grateful for your daring and courage.

I cannot foresee how this blog will turn out; posts may be sparse and erratic. My only hope is to publish as often and as thoroughly as time allows. Thank you and good night.