As predicted in a recent column, I was finishing up my Christmas shopping on Christmas Eve.
I don't plan it that way; it just happens. Even though I love her like a sister, I'm nothing like my friend Brenda in this respect because she usually finishes her shopping in time to celebrate the Fourth of July.
If she didn't have so many redeeming qualities, I would hate her, but alas I can't. She's my kindred spirit in most ways, certainly in the way we view life â€” i.e., sense of humor, etc.
The Christmas season can be counted on to stir up memories.
I'm not alone in this. I think it's probably a pretty universal situation.
When I watch favorite old holiday movies that reflect those earlier times, I do so with more than a few lumps in the throat. But the melancholy reminiscing is tempered by recalling lots of funny things that happened through the years.
I'll never forget the year one of our cats became a Christmas ornament. Literally.
The kids came running to me, yelling "Mom, quick! Come see Leo! He's in the Christmas tree!"
By: Lynda Hollenbeck
Every year I say I won't do it again.
I won't be that last-minute shopper out there trying to become creative and thoughtful after all the Martha Stewart-like, organized people have picked over the finer-but-cheaper things that would have put a gleam in the eyes of my loved ones.
I've been a movie buff since little girlhood. Growing up in Cotton Plant, I saw every offering at James Theatre and occasionally films shown at other venues that were a part of my life during that period.
It was at this time that I developed admiration for so many actors who graced the screen for most of my life. Some are still around, though most have taken their places on the heavenly stage.
"They" say â€” whoever the proverbial "they" might be â€” that timing is everything.
I won't argue with the thought, particularly in regard to the timing of this column. As I write it, Thanksgiving hasn't happened yet, but by the time it's published, Thanksgiving 2013 will be history.
So what do I focus on as I face the challenge of being betwixt and between what really is my favorite holiday of all? I guess I'll just go for a hodgepodge of "stuff."
First, to belabor the point I just alluded to, Thanksgiving really is at the top of my holiday calendar list.
There are certain foods that I like year-round, but they don't come to mind until special seasons of the year.
One of these is candied yams. I could enjoy these any day of any week of any month of any year, but unless something brings them to mind â€” or really to eye â€” I just don't think about them.
While sweet potatoes themselves have more or less come into their own in recent years, I have to be reminded that they're around â€” though truth be told, I never met a sweet potato I didn't like.
Recently, as I was fishing around in a dresser drawer, I came across an old watch that had belonged to my daughter a lot of years ago. This was a Cinderella souvenir timepiece and featured the beautiful Disney character under the crystal.
Judging from the number of Cinderella wannabes I saw recently at Downtown Benton's Spook City, it appears that Cinderella still is a popular literary/movie heroine for little girls.
Earlier in the week Courier publisher Steve Boggs gave his take on Daylight Saving Time â€” or rather on the adjustments one must make to accommodate the semi-annual change from Daylight Saving Time back to Central Standard Time.
Steve's chief concern was resetting all the clocks that govern his life.
Remember the time when Halloween got a bad name? Religious right groups and various others protested the holiday as evil, and trick-or-treating for a lot of youngsters was verboten.
Witch costumes in particular were viewed as symbols of demonic worship.
Even when it wasn't a popular position to take, I argued in favor of the celebration and said folks needed to lighten up and let the kids enjoy a harmless activity.
There's nothing any cuter than a little girl all donned out in witch's garb, particularly the classic pointed hat.
It's been a long, long time since I've worn maternity apparel â€• and obviously I won't be doing a repeat of this style in my future â€• but I do remember those days.
Yet as a woman who likes fashion and loves babies, I have taken an interest in recent trends in clothing styles for expectant mothers.
In the fashion world, like everywhere else, changes are inevitable. Some are good; some are not.