“I think this is why they have rituals,” a friend said to me last week. Her mother had died a just two days earlier, and already she was pushed to “take care of business” –the busyness that inevitably follows a death. There are papers to file, drawers to empty, people to call.
Judge Roy Moore is Chief Justice of the Alabama Supreme Court. His life is far more interesting than fictional stories.
My fellow Americans, although I have decided not to become a presidential contender in 2016, I am nevertheless keeping my finger on the pulse of the country, and it has come to my attention that folks are receiving packets in the mail from the U.S. Census Bureau in the last few weeks. What? The census was taken in 2010, and according to the Constitution, we’re only supposed to be counted every ten years, so ...?
Aahhh ... Springtime is here. Trees are budding, flowers are popping up, birds are singing, and the grass is greening. It should be a time of happy beginnings, sweet expectations, and the bracing realization that there are only nine weeks left till we have to wear bathing suits.
From the front door of our modest farmhouse the daily route flows out in three directions. Two paths lead to the care of the animals on the land: horses, chickens, donkeys, dogs, cats and a mule. The third path leads to an office where I manage the business of the farm and family. I cover these trails at least twice each day
Q. I recently turned 50. I’ve been taking Livalo for high cholesterol and have been experiencing symptoms like no sexual desire. In addition, I can’t sleep through the night, feel totally exhausted and have missed several days of work. My doctor prescribed AndroGel to treat low testosterone levels. Could Livalo be causing all my problems?
Q. My husband has been taking lisinopril for years now to control hypertension. We never associated his persistent nonstop coughing with this drug until today.
Two years ago, the streets and sidewalks of Hillsborough were formally indoctrinated with the sounds of feet running, jogging and trudging familiar hills.
It’s time for the Orange County Recycling Division’s spring event scheduling spectacular. Included is a list of volunteer opportunities.
Lent is here, my friends, and I don’t know about you, but I gave a lot of thought to what I was going to sacrifice this year, as well as to doing a little something extra each day.
A video was posted online which shows several students on a bus. The students were members of the Sigma Alpha Epsilon fraternity at the University of Oklahoma. They were doing a chant which included the following racial slurs: “There will never be a n—SAE. You can hang ‘em from a tree, but he’ll never sign with me. There will never be a n—SAE.”
As a United Methodist minister I happily conduct weddings. I tell those gathered that this couple’s marriage has been unfolding for some time. At this ceremony they are making a public statement of their promises, and they are asking for our blessing and support. There are no magic words I say as officiant. There is, however, tremendous power in the words that the couple says as they make their declaration to each other, to their community, their state and indeed to the entire nation.
The recent snow and ice shut everything down, except my mind. I kept that active with two engrossing new mysteries.
Q. I saw a commercial for Brisdelle and wanted to know more since I have struggled with hot flashes and night sweats for way too long. Then I learned it has the same ingredient as Paxil.