by Celia Rivenbark | Jan 29, 2024 | Weekly Column
Dear Lauren Boebert, Cop a squat and let’s chat. First off, I get it. I was raised rural, and I know how it’s almost impossible to resist a man who spells his name exotically like your ex, Jayson. (I’m thinking “Brandin,” “Trystan” and most definitely “Jordyn.”)...
by Celia Rivenbark | Jan 22, 2024 | Weekly Column
Kicking off the new year with a commitment to facts and science, Fox News recently invited a psychic to look into the future via tarot cards to see how 2024 would pan out for Donald Trump. Sure. That makes sense. What’s next? CNBC reading chicken entrails to...
by Celia Rivenbark | Jan 15, 2024 | Weekly Column
The neighborhood New Year’s Eve party conversations were lively and lovely until someone brought up politics. OK, fine. It was me. Yes, the skunk at the garden party who knows her role stuffed yet another mini quiche into her mouth (“Last day before the big diet!”),...
by Celia Rivenbark | Jan 8, 2024 | Weekly Column
Because I’m a self-confessed word nerd, the annual announcement of the Oxford English Dictionary’s “Word of the Year” is kind of a big deal to me. Maybe not as big as hearing “McRib is back!” but pretty close. In case you haven’t heard, the 2023 word of the year is...
by Celia Rivenbark | Jan 1, 2024 | Weekly Column
I’m surrounded by dog lovers—friends, family, neighbors, strangers at Home Depot and Lowe’s Home Improvement, where if you don’t have a dog, there is apparently a kiosk where you can get a loaner. How else can you explain the sheer volume of pooches padding past the...
