Beneath the Wraps

          The skies cleared up this last weekend.  The smoke had cleared from the south and the skies were blue.  For two nights and mornings I had my windows   Now we have smoke coming in from the east. The windows remain closed.  I think it's wrong for the skies to appear overcast as though promising cooler weather and learn that it is 80 - 90 degrees outside.             Roland has taken off for a week.  Monday felt like a Saturday to me.  Yesterday felt like a Wednesday.  I don’t know what today will bring (as it really hasn’t started yet) Not a normal day for me.  Roland and I will be going to the theatre in Roseburg this morning.  Jenna will stay in town with a friend who stayed the night.            They have their dress rehearsal tonight.  I have invited my small gro...

        I notice my brother has not posted to his blog for over a year now.  My niece seems to gradually be returning to her blog.  She has created seven posts called “Define your Dash”.  It appears as though she has reached into a journal jar and writes on whatever subject she’s been given – although in her Dash#1 she explained in better detail what she’s doing.  She also uses actual names unlike Corey and me.         I’ve obviously slipped at posting myself, and my reading has been even more pathetic.  I have so much to catch up on.  It’s just a matter of prioritizing.  This will be my last week of the two accounting classes I'm currently taking.  I have only one assessment and discussion for my favorite class.  I have a normal week for the class I don’t like.         I have another comparison I have made for the relationship b...

                If death was edible, I would imagine that it tastes very much like eggplant.   I don't even know what else to compare the taste to - except for maybe vomit.   It's not even overpowering.   Mostly it is dull, but there is a hint of bitterness that makes my tongue break out into absolute disgust.   Aside from their revolting taste (and often texture) eggplants are deceiving. Eyes may think this might be a potato and pickles - means major disappointment for the mouth                   First of all, there's the name.   As a child, I was impressed by the very idea of eggs growing on a plant instead of waiting for a chicken to lay it. According to a few of the websites I have visited into my curiosity of why eggplants even exist, I came across a few pictures of the eggplant in which the pla...

         The primary theme this month is on prayer - one of my most favorite subjects.  I have so many examples and many triggers take place each week during sharing time.  Here is one memory that my mom liked to tell:          My family had gone on vacation to Yellowstone Park.   Dad and I had taken the trail to Morning Glory.   At least that's where we thought we were going.   I don't know why it was just him and I that were following the trail - I don't recall how old Corey and Kayla were at the time - perhaps one or both were getting restless and mom decided to take them elsewhere to wait for us.   In their mind, we had been gone quite a while and mom or Corey - maybe both - had questioned our delay.                          Humility was not Corey's strong poin...

There is a haze outside covering the sky.   It reminds me of those Claritin commercials where the scene was not quite as clear until the individual took the drug that would relieve all allergies and related symptoms (Claritin does not work on me; I might as well be taking candy).   The haze outside is from the smoke related to the fires I didn't believe were all that close to us.   The air is breathable, I suppose, but not pleasant.   Still easier on me than the gunky air in Salt Lake City. There is a haze over my eyes.   It cannot be blamed on the smoke.   My thoughts are fuzzy due to the subjects of the week.   Last week I was required to turn in two essays.   The 600 words were worth 120 points.   The 750 word worth 100.   Two more essays required for this week - 600 words worth 120 points and 750 words worth 50 points.   What's up with that?   It hardly seems worth the effort or research.   Gads. And th...

                When we first moved to our house in Tri City, Roland set up a clothesline between two trees.   Initially, he tried the pulley thing so that I could hang the clothes from one position.   It didn't work to our expectations and I spent that first summer walking up and down the line hanging and removing laundry.           I like having the sun dry the clothes and I especially like how it can brighten the whites.   A light breeze will make it dry faster, but a strong wind will make the fabric stiff.   The towels feel like sandpaper either way, so generally, I just toss those in the dryer and add will add clothes that have been on the line but don't seem wearable.   Also, I don't enjoy ironing and would rather have the dryer remove the wrinkles for me.           Roland did put i...

          Today it was announced in primary that one family has left us already and that another family will be moving Thursday.   We knew the stay for both families being in this ward was only temporary.   But when the first accepted a calling in the bishopric, I was truly excited believing that his family would be living in Oregon for a while - not just only one month more!   What's up with that!   They didn't even say good-bye - I think it was just announced: Oh, by the way.           Two weeks ago there were 15 children in our combined class of valiants. Most of them were visitors.   The amount of all classes combined totaled almost 30.   Today we had 5 in class and 10 in sharing time - and that was with two of the children who are leaving.   Not counting the visitors from two weeks ago, our primary has decreased by a third with the two families th...