The school board sends out a schedule of community ed classes twice a year, and twice a year I feel like a kid planning her Christmas wish list out of the big Sears catalog. […]
Farrah Rochon grew up in Edgard and credits her aunt for instilling in her a love of reading. The daughter of an English teacher, Farrah received her Masters in Psychology from Southeastern Louisiana University and was pursuing her Ph.D. with the intent to become a teacher herself. […]
The Lenten season is upon us. This may not mean much to you if you’re not a Christian, but there’s no mistaking that Lent is here – just lift your nose and sniff. When you live in a predominantly Catholic area, you just can’t help but associate Lent with the smell of frying fish. A […]
On our recent trip to Colorado, I found myself with a few unscheduled hours, and I was most pleased. Geocaching time! […]
A friend of mine, a professional woman in her 30s, sent an e-mail to me and several other friends asking for advice. She was feeling the urge to become a mother, but was wondering how she would “know” when the time is right. Does anyone ever “know”? […]
A highly regarded astronaut donned adult diapers, raced from Texas to Florida, and attempted to kidnap and possibly murder a woman who dated a man that this astronaut had no relationship with, other than in her own twisted little mind. […]
There was once a city named New Orleans. This was a fun city, a historic city, a place where the nation came to party. The city had its share of problems, as all big cities do. […]
We are your children, and we need to talk to you. We didn’t ask to be born; we’re here due to your actions. Whether those actions be a few moments of passion or of carelessness matters not; we’re here and we need you. […]
Editor’s note: In a December issue, Barbara Munson declared herself “a jinx” to the New Orleans Saints after realizing they lose when she watches them on TV, and win when she doesn’t. This week, she tells what it was like to see their playoff game with the Philadelphia Eagles after the fact – on videotape.
The Morning After
Sunday, January 14, 7:30 a.m.
I sit here bleary-eyed, achy, and exhausted. No, I don’t have the flu, I have Saints fever. […]
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