Can anybody tell me what’s going on?
I am tired of being the last person on the face of the earth to know what is going on outside of my house. My colleagues come into work each morning. They know the latest headlines. They can discuss the weather forecast for that day. And when I show disbelief at what they’re saying because I am hearing it for the first time, they look at me like I’m from another planet. But ask me what Scooby Doo had to do to catch his latest ghost, and I can give you the story from beginning to end.
Previous Stories
- Ode to the Garbage Man
- The child who would not sleep . . .
- Momma’s lost her moxie
- How safe are our schools?
- Children’s lives vs. dogs, cats and trash
- Jenny Sanford sets the standard for spurned South Carolina women
- Another letter to Mark Sanford
- Step to ease adoption process goes unnoticed
- Dear Governor Sanford,
- Saving ourselves to save our children
- 11 days of the stomach bug, and we're still standing . . . sort of
- 14 children under the age of 8
- Somebody tell me why a middle-schooler needs a cell phone?
- When Mom gets sick
- Never too early for long-range plans
- Read our Parents Panel's resolutions; share your own
- Mayhem in Bethlehem
- A Christmas letter or not. What do I do?
- 'High School Musical' is history!
- Santa has left the building
- The universal Hoover excuse
- November is National Adoption Month
- How the Hoover Mom handles Halloween
- Medicating children for behavioral issues
- How do I change a lying thief?!
- Worth the price of admission – Sam's Club
- Why did I buy new furniture again?
- My next car will be a limousine
