Well, here we are more than halfway through the 17-week NFL season and my husband's quest to school me in the ways of the gridiron has not produced favorable results. I like to think of myself as an opportunist, though, so I'll take the scraps of knowledge I have retained thanks to my football fanatic spouse's three-hour tutorials and put them to good use. Hey, I may not know the difference between a running back and a quarterback, but I have learned enough to avoid embarrassing myself - or so I'd like to think.
Rats. It looks as though I have not been selected to be a member of Gov.-elect Nathan Deal's transition team. Frankly, this is getting old. I am told that both Roy Barnes and George E. Perdue didn't pick me when forming their administrations because they both thought my advice wasn't worth a jar of warm spit. That may be the only thing the two men ever agreed on.
There may be no more deadly force in politics than hubris. It sneaks up on politicians at their weakest moments - the height of their success - and destroys them, sometimes slowly, sometimes spectacularly.
Monday will mark the beginning of open enrollment for the Medicare prescription drug benefit. Public officials have already taken steps to streamline the program, otherwise known as Medicare Part D, making it that much easier for seniors to sign up and customize coverage to best fit their medical needs.
The next time the illegal immigration advocates start whining about the poor Mexican workers coming into the United States to "do jobs we won't do" and to "make a better life for their families," please inform them that the porous borders between lawless Mexico and the U.S. are also letting in drugs at a scale almost beyond description and that Atlanta is a major distribution hub for the hombres.
Now, understand before I get started that I'm not trying to ram anything down your throat and I'm not one of those kinda guys who wants to convert you to my way of thinking. The one thing that drives me up the wall is some guy trying to convince me that his way of thinking is the only way.
What happens when a life-or-death issue is raised and put on the ballot but fails? Does the issue go away? Do we continue to look for answers or just accept the failure and retain the status quo?
"There came a smell off the shore like the smell of a garden." - John Winthrop, off the New England coast, 1630
Let's hold off on dissecting the general elections until the political pundits have had their say. They don't know any more than you and I do - after all, we are the voters - but they think they do, and telling them otherwise might offend them. Political pundits can be very sensitive ...
On Election Day, Georgians rejected Amendment 2, which proposed an annual $10 car tag fee to help fund a statewide trauma care system. $10 per year - the cost of a pizza.
We should have known about Juan Williams long ago. The signs of a simmering bigotry were always there. The political commentator wrote the book "Eyes on the Prize: America's Civil Rights Years, 1954-1965." He followed that up with an admiring biography of Thurgood Marshall. Then, more books on the African-American religious experience, historically black colleges and black farmers.
It's easy to think pink in October. During National Breast Cancer awareness month, business and shop owners haul out the pink decor, athletes sport pink uniforms, people everywhere pin pink ribbons to their shirts.
In my house, the contest for state school superintendent is as important as the governor's race. I have a son, son-in-law and now a grandson who are public school teachers and they - and all the other teachers - deserve a draw-a-line-in-the-sand advocate.
The Georgia Senate had a busy week. We held numerous committee meetings to review legislation and listen to testimony either opposing or supporting bills being considered. The committee process is where the bills are vetted before being considered by the Senate, and it is a crucial part of the legislative process.
What mystical powder or elixir anoints our elected officials with the knowledge contained in the Encyclopedia Britannica and all the experience amassed by mankind since Adam and Eve? Apparently, the substance - whatever it is - imparts this knowledge and experience within the first 30 seconds of being sworn into office.
A few years back, someone I knew ever so slightly died. Though I didn't know him well, I knew him to be mean, egoistical and quite a bully.
A conversation I had with a co-worker a week ago left me feeling glad I don't have to make the tough decisions and unpopular calls that will be necessary when my daughter becomes a teenager.
This month, we celebrate trees in Georgia.