The competition is not fair! Chanukah is a minor Jewish holiday celebrating the Maccabees’ victory to maintain monotheism against the pressure of a pagan world. Christmas is one of the world’s greatest holidays. It combines presents, great music (much of it written by Jews, thank you very much), twinkling trees, a jolly figment of our imagination who tends flying reindeer and, at the root of it all, the hoped-for redeemer of our broken world.
This is the second of six columns in which The Cork Guy will investigate the blending of Bordeaux and Bordeaux-style wines sometimes referred to as Meritage.
I recently traveled to Seattle for a weekend getaway. I have often heard of this magical place filled with the freshest fish, seafood, fruits and vegetables.
Let’s talk about chocolate. Not the cute little “kisses” kind. Not the “Let’s-hand-it-out-to-the-kiddies-for-Halloween” kind. Let’s talk about real chocolate. Magical chocolate. Manly chocolate. Let’s talk about the kind of chocolate the ancient Americans believed would confer extraordinary strength and courage on those preparing for battle.
Q: Recently, I received information from an organization asking me to consider donating my organs after death. Although this sounds very noble, I’m not sure about this matter. Any advice? — M., Buffalo, NY, via a handwritten letter!
Last month I watched a young man carve jack-o-lanterns in his kitchen and was reminded of other, even younger hands poking crepe paper into chicken wire frames, making duct tape pillows for sticking butcher paper to banquet hall walls, winding ivy around trellises. …
The storm on the ocean rocked our ship and washed all our food and water overboard, but when the entire crew except for one wise old salt also washed over the side, we didn’t panic.
Yesterday I brushed and scrubbed the patio furniture, scoured every flat surface, and plucked the last of the fallen leaves from corners and crannies. The vacuum sweeper and I were on the homestretch when I noticed the ants that were scurrying about like infinitesimal, panicked people whose lives had been threatened.
We recently returned from a visit to the eastern United States. We spent a week on the outer banks of North Carolina and half a week touring American history sites.
In a recent column, I tried to set out the two routes people of faith must choose between: 1) There are many paths up the same mountain or 2) My way or the highway.
It takes a lot of confidence to throw yourself a pig party to celebrate your 19th birthday, but that’s what Carrie Sutter did. The handmade invitations sported smiling piggies and explained that Carrie was getting a Guatemalan pig for her birthday and in lieu of gifts, guests might make a dollar donation to buy pig feed.
I dislike the notion of one certain day being the day when we honor all fathers or all mothers or all anything because humans range from awesome to awful. I have a human being who did his best as my dad and I’m grateful.
Paul Gains, a member of Edmond’s Challenged Pen writing group, which meets at my house twice a month, submitted the following response to the writing prompt “Vegetables.” I was intriqued with his writing and I’m sharing his story.
“This looks like a nice place to live, let’s stay here.” My husband used to say this as we turned in the driveway after a vacation, but now one of the children says it before he gets the chance.
With summer vacation in full swing for students, many children are sure it’s time for all play and no work. Summer is time for more play, to be sure, but some of that play and leisure time can and should be educational.
Self-esteem has been turned into a marketing tool, but I’m not buying. It doesn’t come in a shoebox, a duffel bag or a set of cool pads. It doesn’t come from a report card or even from a job. Self-esteem and self-respect come when a person does what they know is right, even when there is pressure to do something else.
Health-care costs are through the roof. Last year, national health expenditures totaled $2.3 trillion, or $7,600 per person. That’s more than 16 percent of the U.S. economy.
A few weeks ago, I was riding in the passenger seat while my teenage son drove north on Interstate 35. I was dressed up to attend a church meeting in Stillwater and was wearing pantyhose.
Q: I recently boarded my two schnauzers for five days at a local boarding kennel that I have used before. All of their shots are current, but in spite of that, two days after coming home this time one of them — the female and the younger of the two — started coughing heavily and gagging up mucous.
I don’t know that the content of these columns would be more interesting if I had a life, but I do know I wouldn’t have time to write them. “As I See It,” or AISI, celebrates its fourth year of publication today, and I celebrate a zillion hours of finger-flying fun.
Years ago, I was asked to be my fourth child’s Cub Scout den mother. I knew that Brian’s hyper-antics probably had something to do with the request, but since I had five sons at the time, I figured I should take my turn.
Ah, yes, it’s June — the month of blossoming flowers and tweeting birds; the aroma of newly mown grass and whatever the neighbors are barbecuing on their backyard grill. It’s the month of teeth-aching Edy’s like-homemade ice cream from the frozen food section; of itchy sweat rivulets and skeeter bites, and of the black armband I wear in commemoration of yet another birthday.
My needs are simple. A cup of coffee in the morning and whatever’s in the fridge for dinner. Evenings, Bill O’Reilly gives me his take on the day. In the meantime, I talk on the phone and mess with the dog and the cat. I also read. A lot. Sundays, there’s church.
As my son scrambles to squeeze every point from his high school classes, I finally submitted to my own end-of-the-school year ritual. I tried on my bathing suits. I started with an old one that I have enjoyed for about eight years, but the elastic crackled as I tested its stretch. It was flattering as long as I wore shorts over it and I sadly tossed it in the trash.
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