by Celia Rivenbark | Nov 8, 2016 | Weekly Column
When did we all decide that garbage needs to smell good? And not just good but insanely appealing, delightful even. The kind of irresistible aroma that makes you wish you could just curl up for a nap inside with all those coffee grounds, potato peels and dirty...
by Celia Rivenbark | Oct 31, 2016 | Weekly Column
By the time I got back from the recycling center in the bucolic backwoods of somewhere in Maine, I was almost doing a full-on ugly cry. Here’s the thing: I live in a town where the recyclables are picked up, curbside, twice a month. I don’t have to...
by Celia Rivenbark | Oct 24, 2016 | Weekly Column
The Uber driver was courteous, careful and his car didn’t smell anything like coconut. We were off to a grand start. We chatted amiably (no politics) and, exiting his small but spotless Nissan Versa, I was once again grateful for such a wonderful...
by Celia Rivenbark | Oct 17, 2016 | Weekly Column
I’m old enough to remember a time when you opened a checking account and the bank gave you a gift to show their appreciation for your business. It was usually a set of gold-rimmed juice glasses, an electric blanket or maybe a toaster. More recently,...
by Celia Rivenbark | Oct 10, 2016 | Weekly Column
Dear Donald J. Trump: Exactly one year ago this week, I wrote a column advising you that you would fail miserably in the South if you didn’t (1) stop saying unflattering things about women and (2) stop bragging about your wealth and power. These are...
by Celia Rivenbark | Oct 3, 2016 | Weekly Column
Y’all, I knew Brangelina wouldn’t last when I read the whole family slept together in a specially built bed like a buncha Willy Wonkas. Look, I got two new kittens, palm-sized and cute as hell, but I can’t even sleep with them, let alone...
by Celia Rivenbark | Sep 26, 2016 | Weekly Column
When I realized there was a toddler sitting behind me on a recent flight, I began to wonder what might be in my “adult goodie bag” that parents have taken to handing out in advance to apologize for any screaming, seat-kicking, etc. that might break...
by Celia Rivenbark | Sep 19, 2016 | Weekly Column
Let’s just put aside the obvious nut job rumors like how Hillary Clinton has a body double, how she has murdered at least two people in her decades-long presidential power grab and how she rattles a necklace of bleached chicken bones every full moon to cast...
by Celia Rivenbark | Sep 12, 2016 | Weekly Column
A new study that involved training 13 dogs to lie motionless inside an MRI machine for long periods of time found the family pets “probably understand words” especially the ones that we say in tones of praise and affection. All of which makes me...
by Celia Rivenbark | Sep 5, 2016 | Weekly Column
Last week’s vacation on the mid-coast of Maine, where there wasn’t even a television or radio in our little hideaway, has given me new appreciation for stillness and natural beauty. Because of this, like a space shuttle astronaut, I found...
