Beneath the Wraps

          Just before we got in the car to come home from church, Jenna had asked me what was wrong.   Evidently, I was wearing an expression of sadness or despair.   Perhaps I should not use quotes as I don't fully remember the conversation, but I'm going to use quotations anyway.   This is only an approximation.           Jenna (playfully joking):   "Are you sad because you don't have choir practice?"           Me (sarcastically;   keep in mind that I DO NOT have a great singing voice and would rather eat than practice):   "Oh, yes.   That must be it"             Jenna: "What's wrong?"           At that exact moment in time, I was dreading money spent wastefully - but I don't wish to share my thoughts with ...

top is white chocolate, bottom is actual chocolate even before taste, sight can figure out the difference.             Those who enjoy a great martini or daiquiri may think that taking the alcohol out and calling it "Virgin" does not make it worthy of calling the drink by its alcoholic name.   I don't know as I have never had an alcoholic beverage on purpose.   I had been invited to a cocktail gala once.   I had ordered a mocktail pina colada I believe. When my glass looked empty, a waitress had asked if I would like a refill.   She hadn't realized my drink was alcoholic free nor did I figure out right away that my second drink had rum.   I didn't like it nor did I finish it.   The first had tasted so much better.   That was my opinion anyway. I cannot tell a mocktail from a cocktail by sight             The word "white" in "white chocolate" must mean the same as mock or virgi...