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On the Other Hand
What to do, what to do PDF Print
Friday, July 19, 2013 11:56 PM

So it’s that time again. As you read this, I will be taking my hubby to the airport for his annual trip to our niece’s national dance championships in Ocean City, Md.

With a week without my hubby and best friend stretching before me, I ask myself, “What to do, what to do?”

 
Things that make you go hmmmm PDF Print
Saturday, July 06, 2013 12:35 AM

So I’m sitting in the parking lot at The Herald after returning from delivering a newspaper. On the radio is a commercial for food banks. It’s 50 Cent talking for the average guy who has four mouths to feed and he lost his job.

“You might not pay attention to him but you will to me,” 50 Cent said.

Hmmm. Well, he had my ear. It seems 1 in 6 Americans don’t know where their next meal is coming from. Thanks, 50 Cent. I will think about that and see what I can do. We have numerous food pantries and drives, etc., to help feed our neighbors right here.

I get up to the newsroom and I’m visiting some news sites on the computer to see what this column will be about and there’s 50 Cent in the news but it’s not quite as warm and fuzzy as a public service announcement to help feed our neighbors. Here is part of the story:

 
On the Othe Hand: ...With a side of fish flies PDF Print
Friday, June 28, 2013 11:58 PM

So I’m looking forward to a little less hectic weekend. Last weekend was busy, busy, busy. Fresh off an awesome Relay for Life, Ringo, my man and I headed to Leisure Park for a little Bark for Life action.

Ringo of course, was super excited. He loves, loves, loves other dogs. He just wants to meet them and play and run. Alpha is no where in his vocabulary. He’s a player, not a fighter, and he doesn’t care who does what as long as he gets to do something.

After a steamy lap around the park for the guys, we all piled back in the car and headed to Michigan for our friend Steve’s graduation party. After a lot of hard work and a lot of patience from his wife, Jill, Steve-o got his master’s degree. Whoot, whoot.

When we arrived, the first thing we noticed were the fish flies. We had some experience with these pesky critters a few years ago but not to the extent we were about to. They were everywhere! Just hangin’ off stuff and lookin’ creepy. Hundreds, maybe thousands. Ugh! Bugs! Why?

Fishflies hatch each summer from eggs buried in the mud. They are around for about 4-5 days and then gone. The insects mate, lay eggs and die within 24 hours. The cycle continues several time over.

You have no idea unless you’ve come across the fishfly frenzy personally. Steve kept telling us fishfly facts such as they like the color white (the color of our car).

We got Steve a bug zapper as a graduation gift and he promptly plugged her in and let her go. Zap, zap, zap. Zaaaaaaaaaap. Yeah!

We spent the evening celebrating, had a great time and even managed to laugh about the plague besieging us.

Steve teased us that all the fishflies on our car were going to hang on all the way back to Ohio screaming, “Jay! Nancy! Take us home to the canal!”

My husband and I took turns checking each other out to make sure we didn’t have any guests hanging on us.

When we settled in the camper for the evening, my husband cocooned himself in a quilt, saying, “No fishflies gonna get me!”

I chose a sheet because it was warm outside and inside the camper and we weren’t opening the flaps just in case the fishflies knew a way in.

About an hour or so after I fell asleep, I awoke with a start. I was covered in a white sheet! OMG! Fishflies like the color white! I carefully lifted my head to see if I was covered in fishflies. What would I do if I was?

Whew. No fishflies.

We didn’t see too many of our friends on Sunday but managed to still have a few on the car when we got home. She was washed and shined on Monday.

On Tuesday, I was scrubbing out the kitchen sink. When I lifted the mat, there was a fishfly! What the …? How the …?

Ugh! Bugs! Why?

 
Off with her breasts PDF Print
Saturday, June 22, 2013 12:17 AM

I’m sure many of you have read, seen or heard about Angelina Jolie having a double mastectomy when she found she carried the gene that made her 87 percent more likely (than someone who doesn’t) to get breast cancer and 50 percent more likely to get ovarian cancer.

In an article in time magazine, Jolie’s doctor said she has trimmed the frightening 87 percent down to just 5 percent with her bold proactive strike against a disease that has affected too many women and even men.

The 2009 Vanity Fair “Most Beautiful Woman in the World” revealed her decision in an op-ed in the New York Times. She explained her treatment decision: “Once I knew that this was my reality, I decided to be proactive and minimize the risk as much as I could. … “I hope that other women can benefit from my experience. Cancer is still a word that strikes fear in people’s hearts.”

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Thanks, Dad PDF Print
Saturday, June 15, 2013 12:48 AM

Happy Fathers Day to all you dads out there. Enjoy your special day!

I would like to add to “What I learned from my father” on page 3.

Many of you knew my father. He was no-nonsense, very practical and a former Marine. The latter explains a lot. He expected what he asked to be done, no questions asked. He said it, you did it (or made it look like you were).

 
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