Beneath the Wraps

          My head has all these half baked ideas slowly making their way to paper and even slower to the computer.   I did listen to most of conference and have comments about various talks.   Roland has finished his schooling and I feared he might become board, but we have projects lined up with even greater interruptions which I am hoping to explain.           I'm certain that I mentioned somewhere that I am a slow reader and an even slower processor.   I'm grateful that I have only one class this time around as it looks like it will be a challenge. The material isn't necessarily boring as much as it is time consuming.   The class itself is on investments and the first week specifically covers real estate and property ownership and what all is included.   Fortunately I have Roland to help me.           There are many ...

            About half the blogs I read are by friends or relatives that I know.   But once in a while I am drawn to one that either someone else has recommended or one that I have come across myself.   Such is the case with Donna Carol Voss.   She posts to this blog usually once a week on Sunday.             I used to leave comments, but now she has a no reply and I haven’t been able to leave comments – not that my comments are important.   So many of her posts just resonate with me.   I just want to be able to tell her that.   Express to her how much I value her opinion.             I absolutely love the unconditional love that she expresses for each of her children and for those who are not members of the Church and being careful not to use labels and ...

      I am currently using an ancient Mac laptop – one that was purchased at a pawnshop at what we believed was a reasonable price.   Roland needed it for his class.   Frustration set in as he toyed with this problem for more than a year.      The keys on the top row would stick.   Well, 1-6 did.   It was okay.   He didn’t need the numbers.   But when the top row of letters (particularly the e, r and t) started sticking – well, that was a problem.  Most often, the keyboard from the computer was plugged into the unit.      We took it in to be serviced.   Less than a month later, the “r” key started sticking again and is often missed into the words now, unless one pounds on it.   So often when I am typing, the “r” doesn’t make it into my word.   It can be frustrating.      A spell check will usually pick up on my missing “r”s, but it will ne...

While I was reading   this post , my mind flooded with ideas for a comment I might leave – but there were too many thoughts racing through my mind that my fingers couldn’t keep up with what I thought I wanted to say – so while trying to condense my comment (so that it did not come out to be longer than the Jake’s post) I made errors with spelling and smooth transitions.   My comment sounded disjointed and stupid – to me anyway.   Perhaps not all of it sounded unpolished and sloppy.   My thoughts were flying faster than I could get the words out. When I reread through the first comment that I left, I realize I should have just stopped at the second paragraph. I copied the first two paragraphs and deleted my original comment and tried again – with just the two paragraphs and a link for my brother’s blog. I’d like to share my ideas and hope that they are valid and helpful.   But I don’t want to sound preachy. Some of ...

Another example that illustrates the title of my blog what lies beneath could bear an element of surprise Beneath the Wraps

          When Corey started his Blog over six years ago, he gave himself a false identity.  He’s since been discovered by some, and I know from my own mouth there are even more that know the nature of his true identity.  However, because he hadn’t revealed his true identity on his Blog (there are certain individuals he still feel might need protection having their real identities revealed out of connection) I decided to keep mine anonymous also.           I have changed the names of most of those I have or will mention.  I started out using “Cody” instead of “Corey” but “Cody” was/is his name, not mine.  So I changed it.  And now it doesn’t seem to matter one way or another.  He’s out and those mentioned may not need his protection anymore – though he continues with his name and only partial pictures. I also keep myself anonymous for fact that Roland’s...

          Recently I was googling Individual Worth in search for a proper definition to use in one of my posts.  As I went searching I pulled up a few blog sites with inspiring stories which I would like to share and reference.           I came across an object lesson given by Stephanie Waite in which she laid out various belongings on a table and asked her class what each object was worth and what made them valuable.  Some of the objects were perhaps expensive things and some objects may have been more valuable to one than to another.  But the particular object that may have seemed worthless to most individuals was probably the most valuable thing on the table in the eyes of its initial owner.           It actually reminded me of an object that is close to Jenna – a stuffed dog she’s had since she was 6 months old – though the...

I may have mentioned before that even though I hadn’t officially started Blogging until the beginning of this year, I had ideas of what I would post – and sometimes I would complete my thoughts and mark it as ready-to-share while others still remain in the undeveloped idea mode. I keep a list on file stored and tucked away until I can find the right words. Sometimes I will be inspired to visit one of my ideas and will add to it or change it around or combine it with another idea that I had.   And some I wonder if I will end up posting at all. Some I’ve actually deleted. Most of the time I have posted, I have used the copy and paste method.   There were two times I posted directly.   From my perspective the direct post always seems to come out in microscopic form .   I prefer the font I have used with Microsoft word which I can read without trying to blow up the font size (as I often do with lengthy emails that I’ve received) I sent one of my ideas ...

          I had once heard a story of a racist who was sent to a burn center for her condition.   Life had dealt her a bum deal.   She was in constant pain. She was bitter. And she made it no secret about how she felt.   She quickly gained a reputation in the burn center because of her ill mannered behavior.           All the patients wore bandages – some more than others...   They were all burn victims.   None was able to escape his or her circumstances due to race, religion, or possession of money. They all had to be treated. In time this women was befriended by another patient who was certainly in far worse shape than she – he looked like a mummy as he appeared to be covered with bandages from head to toe.   And yet he had such a great outlook on life.   He taught her how to cope, to listen, and to live.   She enjoyed their visits together an...