by Celia Rivenbark | May 9, 2022 | Weekly Column
My nephew and his wife are expecting their first baby next month. They’re excited for all the usual reasons, but I’m happy for them for a much less obvious reason. You see, it’s easy, and expected, to be giddy at the notion of gently...
by Celia Rivenbark | May 2, 2022 | Weekly Column
I spotted the petite gray and white tabby while working on my laptop beside a kitchen window. She was staring at a female cardinal perched on the lowest branch of my ancient cypress tree. My own tuxedo cats, Joey and Chandler, had also perked up at the sight of...
by Celia Rivenbark | Apr 25, 2022 | Weekly Column
I often blame my abysmal math skills on missing a crucial week of long division instruction way back in fourth grade. Laid low by a virus, I never caught up and remain lousy at math to this day. But young students in Florida public schools will now have an...
by Celia Rivenbark | Apr 18, 2022 | Weekly Column
The recent news that gelatin salads are making a big comeback left me feeling equal parts nostalgic and nauseous. You see, here in the South, we were the last ones to finally, mercifully, stop mixing boiling water with a box of “fruit” flavored...
by Celia Rivenbark | Apr 11, 2022 | Weekly Column
When is someone going to report on the very worst thing about Madison Cawthorn? The freshman congressman from Western North Carolina may lack national recognition but to those of us who live in the Tar Heel state, he’s omnipresent as the aroma of...
by Celia Rivenbark | Apr 4, 2022 | Weekly Column
Just when I thought the news couldn’t get worse– yet another Covid variant AND Maury Povich retiring so how will those fools know if they’re the daddy or not?–I learn there’s something even more worrisome practically knocking...
