Beneath the Wraps

        As I was somewhat stressed by the midterm and final of my history class, I decided to get a jump start on the final for my philosophy class (which ended May 26 this year).  I ended up changing the PowerPoint three times however as I was supposed to work fallacies into the document - which I didn't foresee as a problem until I was told I'd have to provide the name for the fallacy.  Oh, Oh ... I thought that might be a problem.         So we were supposed to pick a topic and have premises and conclusions for the Pro as well as the Con . . . my original PowerPoint was very one-sided and so I had to redo to include the opposite.  I brought in a fallacy slide which didn't feel like it belonged.  I didn't think I'd receive full credit as it still felt one-sided.  It was hard!  The more research I did, the more biased I was about having to set clocks every six months.  So this was...

          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 ...

          There is no topic for discussion this week.   No assignment to turn in.   It is the final week and all I have to do is one assessment.   Worked out great as Jenna is off school this week for spring break.   Her spring break is twice as long as any of her friends in Utah. Yesterday, Jenna helped set up for my primary class.   Roland came in and insisted the temperature felt nice.   Nice?   It was too warm.   I could not open the window and so covered the vent with hymn books (as they were   all I could find) Later the primary president nearly praised me for my clever act. I went to the instructors' class.   I don't remember ever having laughed so much in that class before.   It felt nice to share that laughter with those others who attended. I haven't been sleeping well.   I look like a football player w...

          I think I have mentioned both Roland and Jenna have had some nasty colds, but I seemed fine until Saturday - the 10th.   I had gone to the church as the presidency were holding interviews for those who are visiting teachers.   I could feel a sore throat coming on.   Even when I agreed to teach Relief Society only eight days later.           I went to church on Sunday, the 11th.   I did not stay for choir because I didn't want to strain my throat.   Last week I did a lot of napping (cough medicine knocks me out) and preparing for both primary and RS lessons.   I also participated in a class discussion on a topic that I didn't fully understand.   I took the assessment (midterm) and apparently turned in my discussion notes instead of the assignment.   Brilliant.           My lesson for the Reli...

        Though I am certain there are many who would not agree with the title of this post, particularly those who have been affected by Irma and Harvey. Even my brother who had planned on taking his husband to see the gardens in Victoria after selling Joh's art in Washington  but took the rain as an opportunity to rest and visit with family rather than spend yet another day driving.   For those of us who have been surrounded by smoke and fires, it has been a desired gift for some time.   Hopefully more fires will be put out, much of the smoke has already cleared.   I know it will help with my breathing, my poor dry skin, and my balance.           I actually hadn't considered my balance before, but have been fighting off ear infections in my right ear.   That would be related to my balance, right?   Sometime after Roland and I had moved to West Valley, I started having issues...

          Every time I sign onto facebook, I have been invited to donate to the relief fund for Harvey - as I'm sure all facebook users have.   I have never dealt with the aftermath of a hurricane or earthquake or tornado and hope I will never have to.   I don't know what it's like - but it sounds horrible.   It looks horrible.   I know that there are many who are suffering.   I'm certain that the current situation in Houston Texas is worse than my own in Myrtle Creek.             I do know what it's like to be surrounded by cold winds and how heavy snow can get.   I have had a small taste of a heat-wave.   I can deal with mold better than some.   I can actually better deal with strong and unpleasant odors as I have lost my sense of smell - although I can smell the smoke as it lingers through any air holes it may find - the opening and closing of...