It has come to my attention that parents, particularly at this time of year, spend a lot of time worrying themselves silly over one thing and one thing only, a concern so deep it literally wakes them from a sound sleep, apoplectic over some concern relating to: Santa.
“What did the volcano say to the earthquake?” My dad’s joke hung over the table as we stopped cutting candy and readied ourselves for his punch line.
Undoubtedly, winter feeding practices of livestock varies from farm to farm as much or more than any other feeding period the entire year.
Despite overt hints to Santa’s elves that I own enough dress shirts and too many ties for someone who works at home, chances are nearly 100 percent that a swell new shirt and a very understated tie are in my immediate future.
A Romanian tried to lodge a complaint with consumer protection officials after his girlfriend refused to marry him.
It’s hard for me to accept something that was new in my lifetime becoming a classic. From my tail-end-of-the-baby-boomers perspective, compared to the antics of Crosby, Kaye, and Clooney in White Christmas, the animated escapades in A Charlie Brown Christmas are new.
What is your responsibility as a property owner when someone is injured on your property? This question was discussed at length at our Extension Agricultural Law Conference on Nov.
If the dullest knife causes the deepest wounds, the Bush administration should stock up on gauze and duct tape as it takes its traveling trade show to Hong Kong’s World Trade Organization Ministerial Dec.
Time flies, as we know all too well. What I am realizing more and more is that there are interesting ways in which the passing of time is noticed and measured.
The calendar officially says December. The holidays. The pace. The weather. The end of the year. The year’s 12th month is either welcome or despised: a reminder of tasks undone or accomplished, of goals unmet or fulfilled, and of plans waylaid or on track.