The New Year brings with it a fresh new start. There’s something about a new year that spurs us to want a new beginning. Just ask the diet and exercise equipment companies; their busiest time of the year is January. One of my clients specializing in exercise equipment, videos and apparel would joke that Christmas season was not very busy, their black Friday was Jan. 1.
Every year I decide I’m going to make things for Christmas. I alternate making cookies and candy for everyone I’ve ever met in my life with knitting warm, woolen items for everyone I’ve ever met.
I make myself nuts trying to accomplish everything I want to, no matter how idealistic and unlikely to complete I am.
Wanda Dobbins’ life has journeyed from the mission field of Chile to helping individuals and families during the end of life.
When she was a little girl, she always knew she wanted to do something in the social work field, even if she didn’t know at the time what social work was.
Just last month, it became apparent to me just how much phone technology has changed our lives.
My young adult Sunday school class had a hot dog roast at a church member’s farm, taking advantage of one more glorious fall day where the pale blue sky provided a backdrop to the orange and yellow hues of the maples and oaks.
All the carloads of attendees arrived but one, and it became apparent they had gotten lost.
A Ferris wheel turns near spinning tea cups and a duck hunt carnival game while skaters glide across a frozen pond in front of the Holiday Diner located near Bowlarama and Graceland.
Stepping into the Elizabethtown home of Juanita Powell is like being transported to a special world, one where rustic fishing villages co-exist with a ‘50s community, where a Swiss chalet is nestled amid barn dances.
The Christmas village display takes up about half her living room.
‘Tis the season of joy. Christmas is near and during this festive holiday season, it’s good to remember it should be about joy.
The shopping season also is here as customers search for the right gift or a gift to be able to mark a name off the list. It’s a tradition we go shopping during the Black Friday weekend. My mom, daughter and I make the outing to enjoy the camaraderie of special loved ones and friends.
On a sunny November afternoon, women began arriving at a Vine Grove residence, exchanging warm hugs and wide smiles, much the way some of them have done for the past 40 years.
The 12 women gather the third Friday each month at each other’s homes to play bunco, but the gatherings mean so much more to the women, giving them a chance to catch up with each others’ lives.
The bunco group was formed sometime after Audrey Durbin of Radcliff and a cousin experienced the loss of their husbands within six days of each other.