Beneath the Wraps

                After we had picked pears in Medford for the Church, we gleaned about four bags of pears for us to take home.   Roland took 24 pears to give to friends he had made at the theater, and   I took 18 to my friends.   Most of the pears were not ripe at the time.   We continued to pass them out to neighbors until they became too ripe.   It got to the point where we needed to do something - such as pear sauce or pear cake or something.   I made pear sauce last week.                 Roland is the one who loves to bake and cook.   I was disappointed that he didn't do more of it during his time off.   I prefer not being in the kitchen for a huge length of time.   But Roland has returned to work and more than just the pears have ripened - but bananas as well.   In addition t...

            Roland brought some ham home the other day and thought about making a sweet and sour with some of it.   We already had sweet and sour chicken leftover in the fridge.   I told him to make ham fried rice.   He said he needed a recipe.   I could not find one that listed all ingredients that we had on hand, and so I printed a couple in order to demonstrate that not all recipes contain the ingredients and that it is possible to alter ingredients.   People make mock recipes all the time.                I am a substitute who works with what I have.   Roland is a letter-to-the-law recipe follower - even down to the measurements.   I told him to half the recipe that he chose, but no.   He insisted on four cups of rice.   And yet we are only two people - sometimes three, but mostly just two as Jenna is a fussy e...

            There were thirteen of us in the pool this morning.               Most came believing the pool would not be crowded and yet it was.             Josh was behind the counter collecting fees             I asked him if he would be teaching as I had not seen Carolyn. She was home sick.             So everyone in the pool did             his or her own thing. No instructor Not many lifeguards are left             during the final week. Many return to or             start school.     ...

         The roots of my hair are white like they were when I was one.   My last dye job was a brown or red.   The white is more noticeable against the dark color.         I am sick of my hair.   Sick of changing the color.   Sick of putting it up.   Sick of the weight of it on my scalp.   I told Roland that I need it cut.   We cannot afford the expense right now.           He tells me to cut my own hair.   What?!?!?   I can't see the back of my head.   How am I supposed to make it even?         I've been cutting his hair for the last six months.   I don't think I've done a good job.   As I look at myself in the mirror, I wonder.   What if I cut my pigtails off?   How would that work?         I take the scissor...

            The class I am currently taking is a social studies class which was not part of the curriculum I had pulled from the 2016 student catalog.   Apparently, it's one that has recently been introduced into the system.   Many of the other students whose names I see are ones that I recognize from several classes before.                            Most of the videos I have been watching are ones I can relate to the class - well sort of.   I have actually used one as a reference already.   Friendship Field is a story that takes place in Idaho.   Three sisters are obligated to work the farm as the youngest sister, Iris who goes by Ira, enjoys he last summer of "freedom" as she will be obligated to work the following year.   Meanwhile, a family from Mexico, hard on their ...

                I don't know how old the "Feature Films for Families" is.   The earliest date I can find for my research is 1991.   But it seems like my mom purchased films through the company long before then.   Perhaps I am mixed up with my memory thinking that Kayla and Corey were still in elementary school, but maybe it was 1991 and the children were Ellen and Kimball.                                 I remember "Banjo, the Woodpile Cat" which I believed was an original of the FFFF company as the story takes place in Payson, Utah before Banjo runs away to Salt Lake City.   According to Wikipedia ( here ), the release date was December 21, 1979.   It makes more sense that FFFF got its start in the 70s rather than in the 90'...

            Shortly after I started my schooling online, I made a list of all the required classes that I'd be taking.   Thus far there have been three assigned classes that were not on the list.   One of them is this one I'll be taking for the next four weeks.   I don't quite understand why it's been assigned to me - especially since I've already taken one that has a similar description.   I had received an email from the instructor on Sunday.   She is over the freshman and has presented a guideline for those who have never taken an online course before.   I am nearly a senior.   I think someone entered me into the wrong class as the description sounds very similar to one I recently just completed.  This is nuts.             The wind has changed and pushed the haze back into the skies and pushed our green back to yellow air q...

                Dinner was very nice.   There was a lot of food.   Halibut steak cooked to perfection, clam chowder, shrimp, carrots, jumbo baked potato and roll provided by Midtown Grill.  I enjoyed the food but did feel like a fish out of water.   Some people have money and are willing to share.   I think others just want to make an appearance.   But that's all speculation on my part.   I had four of the five people at our dinner table - my "close-knit-pool-group" and Sue's husband.   I saw a couple from our ward and Susan who has come to our swim class this year and whom Jaime and I had assisted with the Riddle booth during SummerFest here .                   There were over a hundred people for the turn-out at the pool.   The deck had been set up for 18 tables with six chair...

                The wind has been blowing each morning Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday.   Carolyn said she had a surprise for the class for Wednesday morning, but I did not go.   Roland and I had gone to the Roseburg Cinema to see Dog Days - which I really liked.                    I had left my phone with Jenna in case she needed to get a hold of us.   She spent the day with her friend, Marie.   She reported to me that the dentist had called, but neglected to tell me about Coffenberry; she decided it was not important as she is no longer a student there.                                 A couple of hours after Roland and I had returned to Tri-City, Jenna said there was word from the the...

                Carolyn picked me up at 6:45 this morning.   I was happy to see misty clouds or fog hanging over the hills ahead of us, but from behind the appearance told us it was a hazy smoke.   From the pool, the skies gave the impression that it might rain, but to the north of us, there was also a musty haze covering the hills, trying to hide them as it had all of the blue that had been there last weekend.   What happened?             Two weeks ago after the smoke started to descend upon us, the haze made gave the sun the appearance of being blood red - like in this photo by Richard Bartz.  It was taken for an article for a station in Portland, I think.   The name of the article is Poor air quality could affect your dog or cat: Tips to avoiding respiratory stress in pets which you can find here .  ...