Health and Lifestyle
One of our great national pastimes has come under fire (pun intended): Grilling. Really? What are we supposed to do on Memorial Day? The 4th of July? Labor Day?
Turns out, it’s not so bleak as all that. Read on for details…
When you have a fight or a disagreement with someone, before you do too much back and forth, I’m-right-no-I’m-right, etc., be very clear on what you are fighting about. Now, that may sounds stupid. Of course you know what you’re fighting about. Why else would you be fighting?
High blood pressure (HBP) is often called the Silent Killer because it has virtually no symptoms until/unless it gets to dangerous levels. About 1 in 3 adults in this country have it and, though there are no symptoms in the early and mid stages, the Heart Association says that over 80% of us with it are aware of it.
People don’t know how to fight. Have you noticed that? They don’t fight fair. I’m talking about in relationships. Like, if someone says, “You were out of line here,” and you say, “You’re right, I was, I’m sorry,” I don’t think that person should be able to pull that one out again.
Aaron R. Marcus and I went to high school together. I was on stage while he was always the one behind the scenes, mostly doing lights. He was one of those boys who is so skinny, if he didn’t wear loose clothing you’d never have been able to see him.
You probably don’t know Lisa Lindahl’s name, but you know her work. In fact, the whole world knows her work, and the world of sports owes a huge debt of gratitude to her. She is the reason women can compete athletically as seriously as men can.
In my building, we put our trash outside our doors two days a week and someone comes by and picks it up. We are instructed not to put our trash out the night before, but to put it out between 6-8 that morning. Well, what if you put it out right at 8 and trash collection started at 6, so you missed it?
I don’t know about where you live, but in the mid-Atlantic region, the weather is being typical, but in spades. This is the time of year when you never know what season it’s going to be tomorrow, but this year has taken it to new heights. The end of September, it was in the mid-high-80s. Very weird. Then the last day of the month, it didn’t get above 70º.
I saw a question in an online forum a couple days ago. It asked women if they would rather be called pretty or smart. Clearly, you’re supposed to say you’d rather be called smart, but that’s not what I said. I know I’m smart. And even if I didn’t, I’m told all the time. This is not bragging.