We're ankle deep in January and for some reason I haven't heard much about New Year's resolutions. Usually by this time, I've heard about diets, exercise, yoga, guitar lessons and improved church attendance just to name a few. But this year, it's almost like everything is being kept secret.
In what may well be the single most significant report made to the General Assembly this session, a panel charged with reviewing the state's tax code and making recommendations regarding it will present its findings to legislators and Lt. Gov. Casey Cagle on Monday.
I've gained 12 pounds since my husband's return. Twelve pounds. That means that all of the hard work I put into diet and exercise to impress him lasted for all of that one welcome home night before the effects started to quickly disappear.
Many people are welcoming 2011 with hope and optimism by taking on New Year's resolutions to improve the quality of their lives. Our society has put a lot of emphasis on New Year's - new beginnings and starts, makeovers, new relationships, new cars, habits, weight loss, optimism, achievement and other initiatives for self-improvement. Between 40 and 45 percent of all Americans set New Year's resolutions, but statistically only 8 percent succeed. Maybe that's because people overlook the best resolutions, which focus on improving the quality of our existing relationships.
It can happen to any of us, even here in Richmond Hill. All psyched up and ready for the best of times, meeting people, enjoying the best food and discourse with the best of those you would admire – that was the way it could have been that evening. I can never forget those moments of grandeur, but they were only memorable thoughts, not reality. Coming like a thief in the dark was the reality.
Oh great. Now, the Obama administration is getting involved in public education in Georgia. That's all we need. The deft touch of an inept federal government.
On Jan. 10, Nathan Deal will be sworn in as the 82nd governor of Georgia.
The text of ObamaCare is dry and legalistic, except when it summons the majesty of the King James Bible to intone imperiously, "the secretary shall ..."
I just read where the Department of Homeland Security is giving up on the color code as a way telling us how scared we should be of a terrorist attack on any given day.
Dear editor: St. Francis of Assisi said: "For it is in giving that we receive."
By Dick Yarbrough
By Sen. Buddy Carter
The unemployment rate for people with a college degree or higher is 5 percent. If that were the rate for everyone, it'd be the 1990s again.
"You're glowing," my friend Gina recently told me. "I wonder why. It must be because the hubby is home."
Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus! Most of us are familiar with the letter to the editor that ran in the New York Sun in 1897 from then 8-year-old Virginia O'Hanlon. She wrote, " Dear editor: I am 8 years old, and some of my friends say that there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, "If you see it in 'The Sun,' it's so. Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?"
"It's a funny thing." That's what Mama used to say when something baffled her. Like Mama, I prefer that things make sense. Otherwise, I'll ponder, figure, study and try to decipher that funny thing until it's somewhat sensible.