• How Massachusetts was won, and what both parties can learn from it

    From Boston to Washington, D.C., and probably every other city in the country, folks have thrown in their two cents on the series of events that led to a Republican being elected to succeed one of the longest-serving, most beloved liberals in the history of American politics in one of the most historically liberal states in the country.

  • Valentine's Day: Tripping, stumbling and falling through romance

    Consider me romantically challenged.

    As many starry-eyed lovers are looking forward to Valentine’s Day this weekend, I’m just hoping I don’t fall down or drop my fork during a romantic dinner.

    Romance exists in this world; I’m unfortunately the person who sometimes falls over it or runs into a wall when I’m looking back to see what I just missed.

    I’m the type of woman who comes home to a candle-lit house, only to be confused about why the lights aren’t on.

  • Get paid to shop, mystery shopping opportunities available locally

    Two of my favorite things go hand-in-hand—shopping and money.

    To shop, you have to have money. To have money, you have to have a job. Why not kill two birds with one stone and get paid to shop?

    The Mystery Shopping Providers Association (MSPA) is a worldwide organization that provides mystery shoppers the chance to make money while shopping and performing market research.

    “Our member companies work with their clients to establish mechanisms to measure and improve levels of service,” its Web site states.

  • Census-taking counts--for people and job opportunities


    Now is the time for qualified enumerators to count the people of their country.

    Looking for a job, anyone?

    Check out the U.S. Census Bureau, which is still looking to hire thousands of temporary workers to perform various jobs during the history-making, milestone-setting year of Census 2010.

    Employment benefits include good, weekly pay, flexible hours and a chance to travel.

    Census-takers, after all, are pioneers in a way.

  • Fighting the curse of the soft rock single

    Some are born cursed; others have curses thrust upon them.

    I won’t go so far as to say I’m cursed (that would be bad luck), but I do have a lifelong attachment to a song that doesn’t have the greatest track record for the artists who wrote and recorded it.

  • Searching for the ever-evasive snow

    I could feel the cold coming in through the windows before I got of bed. Reluctantly, I wiggled out from under the covers and put my feet on the floor. As soon as they hit the floor, I jumped back onto the bed.

    “It’s too cold. We should at least have some snow if it’s got to be this cold,” I thought.

    As soon as I uttered the words, I began thinking of all the lucky people in the western part of the state who probably had a little of the powdery stuff I wanted so badly. Why couldn’t I be the one with a snowdrift at my back door?

  • Hospice can help you through the difficult stages of end-of-life care

    It was hard to believe he was dying.

    He was just a boy.

    While others his age were thinking of first kisses and video games, Adam was talking to me about his relationship with God, how tired he was and how he looked forward to his chance to move on.

    He was courageous and optimistic, but he was going to die. Somehow, he had come to terms with that.

  • Modern moviegoers are 'rom-commed' and 'bromanced' within an inch of our lives

    It is it just me or is every movie preview for the same two movies—with different actors and a slightly different script?

    The first type I can’t get away from is a cloying romantic comedy in which a serious, big city career woman has to leave her modern, uppity ways behind and settle down in a small town with an honest, blue collar, regular Joe to be happy and realize what life’s really all about.

  • Seeing a classic for the first time: 'The Third Man'

    For years, the only thing I knew about the 1949 film noir “The Third Man” was Orson Welles made a funny yet disturbing speech about a cuckoo clock during a dramatic confrontation scene.

    Recently, I came across a review calling this movie the seminal film of the 1940s, capturing the desperation and moral wasteland of post-war Europe like none other.

    That certainly captured my imagination, so I ordered it from Netflix. Not surprisingly, “The Third Man” was great from start to finish.

  • Best wishes for Michele, my Haitian friend

    During my last year in college, I had the distinct honor of spending time with Michele Remy, a 29-year-old incoming Haitian freshman. Other than my grandfather, Michele was the most devout Christian I have had the opportunity of being around.