Now that we have an ebola czar, I hereby humbly declare myself college football czar.
With all respect to NCAA's Grand Pooh-bah Bill Hancock and the 13 voters who will whittle this year's inaugural championship playoff to four teams, I declare it is grossly unfair to limit the field to four teams.
I have a novel idea of how we can decide the eight teams to battle it out for the national championship.
A feeling of satisfaction, contentment, that feeling that you get when a job is completed and well done. I had this exact feeling a couple weeks ago in early October.
I had been hunting three times. The first hunt, an afternoon jaunt, I let a buck walk, even though he presented a perfect, broadside, 12-yard shot. It was getting late and I didn't want to be blood trailing and field dressing in the dark. I guess my age is showing.
A guide for my boys...whether they need it or not.
As of Thursday, September 25th I've been on this earth four decades. That day usually gives me the opportunity to reflect. 40 seems so grown up. 40 is the deadline for having your life in order. Over the years I've looked to friends in their 40's as my own personal Dalai Lama; full of wisdom and experts at living a life full of intent. But the closer I inched to this decade the more I began to realize it wasn't that all of my Dalai Lama's were given the wisdom gene much like someone born with red hair or freckles. Instead they embraced the "what is" and tossed the "never will be." They didn't, like I assumed, wake up on the first day of their 40th year with a brand new perspective that was delivered while they slept. They learned through trial and error, just like me and eventually my children will. Sometimes it takes a 40 something's opinion or insight to make people realize that just because Sarah Jessica Parker is wearing it doesn't mean it's the best choice for you. And while there's plenty of mistakes in my future, I wanted to share a list of a few of the lessons I've learned as a helpful guide for my children.
I was kind of hoping that we would have had a round of frost here to turn off the lawn mowing app in this area of Lebanon. We are planning to decorate the yard for Halloween, with a few tombstones and other haunted houses thingys, but to get all of the stuff out will require mowing around them.
I am writing in regard to the recent e-mail that I received from Mary Ann Sparks, director of Human Resources for Wilson County Schools, regarding the new pay scale that will be implemented for the 2014-2015 school year. I want to take a minute to advocate for our profession and the reasons why I feel like a base salary of $45,500 for a Speech Language Pathologist (SLP) with no pay bumps, increases, etc., is unfair and not an appropriate pay rate for our profession.