I do love me some ice cream, but I have some concerns. Read the full story
Now that it’s turned hot and sunny out there, the weather forecast maps have gotten really boring. Read the full story
If a captain orders you to examine something closely, the appropriate response is, “Aye, I eye!” Read the full story
When I was 9 years old, like many children my age, I started writing letters to famous people. Read the full story
Now that it’s turned hot and sunny out there, the weather forecast maps have gotten really boring.
If a captain orders you to examine something closely, the appropriate response is, “Aye, I eye!”
When I was 9 years old, like many children my age, I started writing letters to famous people.
The Anniston Star recently moved into new offices. We didn’t move far — just to the other side of the building — but it’s been an adjustment.
The other night I stopped by the bakery to get a little something sweet (because my doctor has put the kibosh on large-sized sweets). The bill came to only $1.09, and I took the opportunity to rid myself of some pennies.
Like the broken drain pump wasn't enough?
Me: Ow, all of my joints hurt!
I’ve been writing this column a long time, and over the years I have learned to take notes when funny things happen in my house.
With the success of Marie Kondo’s new Netflix series on how to declutter/un-fire-hazard your home, I thought I should try tidying something. Kondo’s idea is that you can find zen if you only keep things that spark joy.
Me: [ standing in front of the microwave waiting for lunch to heat up ]
How do I love thee? Let me text the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my thumbs can reach …
With all the scandals coming out of old yearbooks, I thought it best to go through mine and make sure there was nothing incriminating lurking in there.
I try hard not to hate anybody or anything, but I am having some very unkind thoughts about housework.
I lean to the right. I don’t mean politically, but literally.
I recently took up a nasty habit I thought I had kicked back in high school.
It was "one of the most beautifully hideous bowls ever."
"Ah" is for looking at fireworks. "Aaaaaaaah!" is for running from serial killers.
There’s a lot of talk about night fashions this time of year.
There are not a lot of games that our two-parent, two-young-adult household can agree on.
For Christmas this year, I wanted to make my daughter a little book of family Christmas photos, because she’s at college now but the family albums are still living at home.
Writers love their commas, their periods, their dashes (sometimes too much). But there is one punctuation mark that has long been the object of scorn.
The day I actually got through to a customer service representative.
A Lego Christmas tree, Lego carolers, a little Lego boy building a Lego snowman with a Lego carrot for a nose ... I am in Lego heaven.
Newspaper lingo is a bit of a dying language, like Choctaw or Basque or Wiradjuri.
