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While I admit the main thing I love about the Super Bowl is the commercials, I do love an excuse for a party. I have hosted a few football gatherings, and for me, it is all about the food.

Milton Friedman, one of America's Nobel laureates in economics and a practical economist most of the business world pays a great deal of attention to, had a magnificent column in the Wall Street Journal the other day in which he supports the idea that

There's a continuing battle in Hall County, and other counties around us, too, about growth.

Okay ... this if for all you people who remember typewriters and think they were fairly recent technology.

It seems fair to remind you that this is the week in January when some 20,000 people engaged in the poultry industry come to Atlanta from all over the U. S. (all over the world, for that matter) to attend the world's largest poultry convention.

I was filling in for Martha Zoller the other day, and one of the things that I honestly miss about not being on a live talk radio show is the prodding one gets from listeners about subjects THEY want to hear about.

When it comes to fertilizing trees in your landscape, the trees themselves will often tell when and how often they need a little fertilizer.

My husband is not a picky eater. When he lived in Japan, he routinely ate eel, octopus, and squid, and it should be noted that he usually he ate these delicacies raw.

Sometimes, no matter what logic or the scales say, nothing but a big bowl of chicken noodle soup will bring comfort. Or maybe your relief comes in the form of Godiva chocolates.

Well, have you made your resolutions yet? I never have to come up with new ones, since my resolutions have not changed much in the last fifteen years: exercise more, lose weight, eat less chocolate, be more organized, etc.