By Sallie Rose Hollis An addition to my Tasteless TV Commercial file: the Lume deodorant ads. Call me a prude or a pedant or a party pooper, but I feel as if I’m being attacked by a rash of distasteful assaults. I’m wondering if any of my readers who watch network TV might jump on the I’ve-had-enough-of-it bandwagon with me …
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Unexpected benefits in every note
Let’s play a game. I’ll list the benefits of a particular activity, and you try to guess which pursuit it is. Ready, set, go! Improved respiratory function. Increased aerobic exercise. Stress reduction. Enhanced mental alertness. Better posture and muscle tone. Boosted immune system. Maybe we’re talking about running? Or walking? Or yoga? Could be. But add to that list: Expanded …
Read More »Two roads diverged: lessons learned
On the walks my husband and I take through Cook Park on the outskirts of Ruston, a diverging path often comes into view, and my mind wanders to Robert Frost’s poem “The Road Not Taken.” This poem has been a favorite of mine for decades, and I find myself pondering its meaning time and time again. In “The Road Not …
Read More »The unusual order in our daily chaos
Sallie Hollis Often, as I’m walking around the house, I see something that must be taken care of, must be fixed, must be straightened immediately. By that, I mean the placement of the salt and pepper shakers that are always present beside our cooktop. If they’re askew, then they must be put back into their proper spot forthwith. There can …
Read More »The unusual order in our daily chaos
Often, as I’m walking around the house, I see something that must be taken care of, must be fixed, must be straightened immediately. By that, I mean the placement of the salt and pepper shakers that are always present beside our cooktop. If they’re askew, then they must be put back into their proper spot forthwith. There can be dishes …
Read More »Chicken feet: All smoke and mirrors
Folks who grew up in the country like to tell tall tales. My church’s Sunday luncheon group proved that recently. The East Texans tried to outdo the North Louisianans – not to mention the Arkansans – regarding mud pies and hay lofts and torn britches and bare feet walking through fields of stickers and even chickens with their heads cut …
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