Saturday, May 4, 2024

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt voices disdain for the scientists, news reports and so-called experts who proclaim the sky is falling.

"Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me." Cute rhyme, but full of lies. Words do hurt. Deeply. I'll go as far as to say that words can hurt, and scar, long after physical wounds have healed.

‘Tis the season of wedding invitations. They rain like celebratory rice (or birdseed for the eco-minded) from the mailbox, email and social media. “Save...

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt reflects on American fashion. We have certainly grown as a nation in since 1776, but unfortunately, our clothes have gotten smaller.

Mother’s Day was this month and advertisers went nuts lauding mothers with a push toward candy, bouquets and flowery sentiments. People waited hours in...

’Tis the season to snuggle with your smartphone on the sofa.

I know I will never discover that my $40 yard sale card table is worth $40,000 and it's my own darned fault. I'm too cheap to have ever paid $40 for a used card table in the first place.

Columnist Kymberly Foster Seabolt is thankful she isn't a bus driver.

I'm not - by a long-shot - the only kid in the world who grew up without a father. The truth is, I had one - he just wasn't around much.

It is clear that despite my long-standing personal “hands off” policy toward nature, I am destined to go down in history as one of...