My parents, it turns out, were not nearly as stupid as I thought they were when I was a teenager. I suspect that a lot of us learned that lesson when we were growing up, and we learned it right about the same time that we moved out on our own, started paying our own bills and such.
Ah, football. Is there a sport anywhere on earth that stirs such passion, such emotion? Well soccer maybe, but to a diehard football fan, soccer’s a distant second.
(Not So) Common Sense: Thankfulness is a relative thing
Ah, the glorious week is finally here. I do believe that Thanksgiving week may be my favorite of all fifty-two weeks packed into a year. If not, it runs a close second, and that’s only to Christmas week.
Well, it’s Halloween week. In my mind, this week kicks off the most glorious time of every year, the parade of holidays coming our way.
This past week was one of the best my family has had in, well, I don’t know how long. The week held my son’s and my husband’s birthdays.
Our poor attention spans. They have dwindled down to nearly nothing, a phenomenon I suspect is attributable to social media. “Listicles,” like hashtags, tweets and tags, are the offspring of social media and its entertaining cousin, the blog. Yes, I am aware of what that union implies, but if the shoe fits…
Gwinnett County has grown to be a large and sprawling metropolitan county. I believe I heard it said a couple of weeks ago that Gwinnett is now the most diverse county in the nation, certainly in the state.
Every time I take my car to the dealership for service, I hear my dad’s voice – tinny, from a distance, far in the back of my mind. It’s faint, of course.
Willie Nelson’s song about not letting our babies grow up to be cowboys has always been a favorite of mine, even though I’m not much of a fan of country music.
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