by Celia Rivenbark | Aug 16, 2021 | Weekly Column
Duh Hubby’s slightly older, single friend “Otis” had a surprising reaction when Duh told him, after years of him begging and me insisting it would make our living room look like a sports bar, I had presented him with the big TV of his dreams...
by Celia Rivenbark | Aug 9, 2021 | Weekly Column
When we first emerged from pandemic isolation, we looked like prehistoric cave creatures, blinking slowly as we saw light for the very first time. Except instead of light, it was a waiter approaching with a tray of water glasses. What wonderment is this?...
by Celia Rivenbark | Aug 2, 2021 | Weekly Column
Look, I don’t want to say Hunter Biden’s artwork is terrible because I’ve got just enough redneck in me to simply not understand how a bunch of dots and splotches could cost half a million dollars. “It’s art,” says...
by Celia Rivenbark | Jul 26, 2021 | Weekly Column
Over the years, I’ve devoted at least a column or 10 to protesting the hilariously high prices at Panera. And, yes, since you ask, it was an exceedingly slow news week when this happened; What’s your point? These periodic rants, it should be...
by Celia Rivenbark | Jul 12, 2021 | Weekly Column
I’m not sure when it happened but fashion has decided we women of a certain age need to dress like clowns. Billowy, technicolor, ruffled things that seem designed to make everyone stare when we walk into a room. And then look away awkwardly because nobody...
by Celia Rivenbark | Jul 5, 2021 | Weekly Column
OK, so I was wrong about Chrissy Teigen. Here’s my quote in this space a month or so ago: “As I say 12-15 times a day, thank God for Chrissy Teigen…” This was in reference to CT’s aura of awesomeness in general and, specifically, her...
