Beneath the Wraps

I so love this time of the year In the morning just before the sun rises At night – just as the sun is setting. The weather is fair.   I like the cool air. But the sun beats down in between. It shouldn’t be this warm hot in September I think it feels like Baker or Death Valley, California.   I suppose that would be a slight exaggeration. 94 degrees might be considered cool for Death Valley   I remember one year my family was on our way to Bakersfield, California to see Corey in a play We stopped off in Baker to get a bite to eat The air was hot.   Unbearably hot. And dry.   It was said the temperature was 117. Patrick had gone into the men’s restroom to remove his shirt and douse it in water.   What a great idea!   I went to the women’s restroom and did the same.   Our shirts were dry before we got back in the car.   Baker boasts to have the world’s tallest thermometer .   It is 134 fee...

I notice that when Jenna and I walk to school in the morning, the sun casts long shadows ahead of us.   Our shadows are tall and thin.   My morning shadow is not fat like I am.   People that know me now would never guess that I had once been mistaken for being anorexic. Jenna wishes she could touch the shadow, jump on top and hold it down or something – but knows that when she moves her shadow will too.   She knows she will never catch it. I smile when I think about the animated series “Peep” which featured an episode about the three friends following their shadows.   Their destination is to visit the island located in the west.   They start their journey in the morning when their shadows are long.   By noon they are tired and their shadows seem to have disappeared.   The three decide to take a nap under a tree and hope to find their shadows when they awake.   They do. Not realizing the sun has cast their shadow...

            I didn’t realize that Jenna viewed the crab apple tree as a friend.   A good friend at that.   True, it often did provide shade over her trampoline.   She also got bonked by tree branches when she jumped too high.   And she was always having to sweep debris off the tarp – mostly from crab apples and leaves.             There was a crab apple tree in the front yard of the house that I grew up in.   Beautiful pink blossoms filled the tree in spring.   Several of us spent hours climbing the trunk and branches.   I suppose it provided shade.   I didn’t dislike the tree, but I certainly didn’t love it. I never got why anyone would purposely plant a tree that produced such horrible fruit.   What is the point of crab apples anyway?  Thousands of cherry-sized “apples” covered our lawn.   I am guess...

         So often the weather forecast promises rain – and there are a few drops.   Sometimes we have showers that last almost twenty minutes.   Jenna and I will sit under the carport and watch the rain.   I love rain.            The promised rain always goes somewhere.   Often it is not received as a good thing.   It has caused the earth to moisten to the point of mud slide causing extreme financial damage –  not to mention has left some homeless.     Or having I-15 close – in the dessert of all places.   That’s just mind-boggling .          For me personally, Rain has always been a positive thing.   As I mentioned in this post , at least half my family vacations involved rain – not that we had planned it that way.   Dad always helped us to make the best of it, and we learned to acc...

Each morning as Jenna and I walk to the bus, we notice the sprinklers watering the lush green grass on the corner     and I think how nice it would be to have lush green grass. Never in my life has the yard outside of whatever house I’ve lived in, has there been lush green grass inviting my bare feet to run through it. For the most part, if ever I have been brave enough to go barefooted, my feet scream at me and remind me that there are dry patches among the green but still non-lush. I find that when I just wear sandals outside of the last two houses I have lived, the thorns and stickweed chock the life out of whatever we’d like to be growing.   They scratch at my feet and my legs and imbed themselves  into the soles of my shoes and often hitch rides into the house. We did not water this year.   Water pressure is down  devoting four hours a day to my less than promising lawn was not a priority.   Rather a waste of time ...

  I don’t recall how long it’s been since I first looked into purchasing my first cell phone.   I believe that Corey was on his mission and that I was experiencing problems with my car.   I remember walking to a nearby strip mall after my car broke down.   Outside one of the stores stood two men with a table displaying information about cell phone plans with Voice Stream (which I had mentioned in this post ). I had asked one of the men if I could use his cell phone to call my mom – and that’s where she found me – being sucked into the world of cell phones.   I don’t know if I had already signed my contract before my mom showed or if I was about to.   But mom ended up showing interest in the convenience as well, and we ended up getting two phones on the same plan. I don’t recall how long we had our plan before the bills stopped coming from Voice Stream.   Funny how I hadn’t noticed – though I did notice a tremendous amount of garb...

Roland often tells this joke about Satan entering a congregation of worshipers.   Frightened with his presence, the parishioners begin to flee the church except for one man.   Satan sits next to him on the pew and after trying a few more scare tactics finally says to the man, “Why is it that you are not frightened of me.” The man just looks at him and shakes his head and says, “Nothing you can do will frighten me.   After all, I’ve been married to your sister for the last twenty years” Roland’s marriage to his last wife did not make it to twenty years however.   But I think that is who he thinks about when he tells the joke.                         When I saw the advertisements for Disney’s Maleficent, I thought to myself:   “How quaint.   A movie about Roland’s ex-wife”       ...