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Columns

  • Hair today, gone tomorrow

    We've tried bribery. We've begged. We've pleaded. All to no avail. After all of our years together, she's leaving us.

    Yep. My family's hairstylist is retiring.

    We're panicking. And it's not just me; the kids are in a tizzy, too. With the exception of a handful of occasions when our schedules didn't mesh, no one else has ever cut our hair.

    Now, if you're a man reading this, you likely won't understand our dilemma. "What's the big deal?" you're thinking. But I can pretty much anticipate the thought from many women: "Oh, you poor girl. I feel for you!"

  • What is censorship?

    A student newspaper adviser, with whom we had a working relationship, has resigned over a disagreement that he perceived as the school administration's censorship of student work.

    The administration disagrees.

    A story in The Press, an industry newspaper published by the Kentucky Press Association, said Tom Winski chose not to renew his contract with Lindsey Wilson College after new contract language required him to review articles for the LWC student publication - The View - prior to publication.

  • The cure for loneliness

    My husband and kids say Maggie is lonely. Just exactly how they know this, I haven't a clue since Maggie can't talk.

    Maggie is our 5-month-old border collie/Labrador mix puppy. We saved her from the doggie death chamber just before Christmas and we made room in our home and our hearts for her. But now, they assure me, she is terribly lonely.

    It doesn't matter that there are two adults, three children and three cats to keep her company. The only thing, they say, that will make her "un-lonely" is another puppy. And, alas, they've found the perfect one.

  • The long-distance grandparent

    "The conscious mind allows itself to be trained like a parrot, but the unconscious does not - which is why St. Augustine thanked God for not making him responsible for his dreams."

    - Carl Gustav Jung,

    Psychology of Alchemy

    I know it's a little deep coming from a dog, but being Catholic by osmosis I thought St. Augustine might awaken me to the realization that I need to be more responsible when I'm asleep. I'm certainly not while awake.

    I think our food tray may have been spiked with Holy Water.

  • Book club starts with a bang

    Unless one of us has a last-minute brainstorm, we've decided on a name. In case you're wondering, the name is for the new community reading group the News-Journal is sponsoring.

    The CKNJ Bookmarks.

    And we had our first meeting Sunday afternoon. Of about 22 people who signed up to participate, 13 attended. And we had a blast.

    We had all either read or were in the process of reading a book by John Grogan titled "Marley and Me," a heartwarming story of a family in the making and the wondrously neurotic dog that taught them what really matters in life.

  • Little old ladies need piece of mind

    But even Granny Clampett needed help sometimes.

    Mom has lived in a nearby town in the same house on a corner lot since 1959. Three children, nine grandchildren and six great-grandchildren later, she finds her peace in the flower beds that surround her residence.

    That peace was disrupted several weeks ago as temperatures warmed.

    Sitting around her kitchen table one Sunday after church, she explained (complained really) that her side yard has been invaded. She didn't say specifically, but I think she wanted me to do something about it.

  • Reading group meets Sunday

    It's official: We have a reading group!

    In February, I wrote a story and a column, asking readers what they thought about the possibility of beginning a community book group.

    Well, the response was much more than I expected. And I'll admit I'm thrilled.

    Our first get-together is planned for Sunday afternoon, April 27 at 2 p.m. at the Taylor County Extension Office. We will have refreshments and a conversation about the book "Marley & Me."

    We will also agree on the group's next book selection.

  • A new wrinkle on aging

    It's Monday, April 14, 2008. On this date 60 years ago, Momma lay down her washboard long enough to give birth to a future keyboarder.

    Apparently, a lot of other mommas across America were doing the same thing. They say some 330 of us Baby Boomers turn 60 every hour.

    You may not realize how close some of us came to not being here at all.

    A.C. Kinsey came out with a book, "Sexual Behavior in the Human Male" in 1948. Some days I've wished it had been published in 1947, and Momma had gotten hold of a copy.

  • It's good work if you can get it

    It's not the glamour it may be rumored to be, but covering a golf major is what we do every day - work. Just a little different kind of work.

    Can you ever get that far away from that four-letter word?

    A semi-weekly newspaper from Kentucky won't turn many heads in the media center at the Masters, but when J.B. qualified in February, I had nothing to lose by asking.

  • Unfortunately, it wasn't an April Fool's joke

    Third-graders plotting to attack their teacher? Oh, come on, I thought. This must be someone's sick idea of an April Fool's Day joke.

    Apparently it wasn't. According to the Associated Press, a group of nine third-graders in south Georgia actually did hatch such a plan.

    The children, ages 8 and 9, were supposedly mad at the teacher because she had scolded one of them for standing on a chair.