I’ve had to accustom myself to many things since my move to Oglethorpe County, but one of the newest learning experiences has been the deer. Now deer is something that I have history with—starting early in Gainesville with my dad. He used to go on "hunting trips" to the mountains with friends. Since he never bagged anything besides a hangover, I decided as a child that deer hunting was just…
Every time I don’t write a column, somebody is sure to complain about it that next week. I really appreciate such a reaction because it is so flattering, but I resolved recently to avoid such complaints which are at times delivered in a scolding tone. Thank you, my fans (!), I’m really trying but some weeks I have no thoughts besides the usual drudgery of housework, computer work, miscellaneous physical…
Once years ago I was walking through the mall in North Charleston, SC, and spoke to someone I knew in passing. A few feet down the corridor I realized I hadn’t seen him since Okinawa, Japan! I chuckled and thought, "yes, the Air Force really is a small community!" In light of that, why do I find it hard sometimes to adjust to small town life in this area? Eleven…
The good news is the medical establishment has come up with some answers for me and my neck/shoulder problem. One of the answers - steroid injections. And, yes, I am, at least for the moment, relatively pain free. The bad news is - the steroid injections. The steroid side effects are many and have made my life very exciting recently… So you know you're on steroids (and, therefore, no longer…
The darnedest thing happened to me recently and I have just now sat down to make sense of it all. We moved. OK, now I have done this before—over 30 times in fact as an adult. This time, though, is different. After 4 years in Crawford we sold and then bought a house in Stephens. Actually, not in Stephens, but 2 miles out a dirt road between Maxeys and Stephens!…
I remember in my youth when after a move I could put the house together within 48 hours. Of course, I owned less and was more practiced at moving. Yeah, well, those days long gone. Nowadays, I find myself staring at walls and boxes. I’m still trying to unpack those boxes, 6 weeks or so after the move. Why you ask? Well, because. Because this wall has to be painted…
I can’t believe I got lost! I have one handy talent that my husband doesn’t have. I always know where I am in relation to the world. This came in real handy during all my travels and during those years of newspaper delivery. Poor old Tommy is "spatially challenged"—he gets lost inside buildings just by turning a corner. So he’s delighted that I have missed our street three times recently…