Pamela Gibson

Time got away from me this week. It ran and hid and giggled in the bushes while I stumbled through Sunday, giving no thought at all to what I usually do…write my blog. The day started out well. I went to church (I’m feeling quite pious these days). I watched two football games. Shopped locally. … Read more

I confess I love football. The college teams play like there’s no tomorrow and the pros generally give you your money’s worth. At what those dudes get paid, they should. The game is physical and bursting with testosterone. The grunts and slaps and leaps into the air to grab that ovoid coming straight at you, … Read more

I don’t know about you, but every year my spouse and I go off somewhere on January 31 and discuss our goals for the year: personal, mutual, and the one’s we did (or did not) do last year. This is serious New Year’s resolution stuff and we’ve been doing it for decades, not on January … Read more

Last week I talked about what I love about this time of year. To balance, I thought I’d list a few things I don’t like. For most of my life I’ve been Pollyanna, always seeing the glass half full, and fifty per cent chance of sunshine (not rain). The word “hate” was not in my … Read more

I’m a total nut for Christmas. I like glittering lights and the smell of pine trees, the brightly wrapped packages and the songs non-stop on the car radio, especially those sung by Andy Williams and Barbra Streisand. I like the candy aisle in the grocery store crammed with goodies in their special holiday packaging and … Read more