Ran across an interesting article on line about how the colors you wear affect your job. We discussed it on the WIKY Morning Show -
Great to be back after a long holiday break. Still wouldn't mind winning the Mega Millions and going on PERMANENT vacation, but that is not going to happen.
I posted a video here that has been floating around the web and Facebook all day. I'm a little suspicious, but still it's very telling.
On the Friday before Thanksgiving you may remember me mentioning that it was the last day of 2010. Diane scoffed, listeners scolded, and even my family said I was nuts. But I still think I was right. Here we are, well over a month later, and schedules and routines still aren't back on track. And won't be until the Monday after MLK day in a couple of weeks.
We've been trying to get to our annual list of favorite Christmas movies for the last couple of days but due to the weather, we haven't had the time. But it looks like we'll be able to get to it in the morning between winter storms.
It wasn't that 3.3 inches of snow, the official total yesterday, was such a big deal, it was more that it was the first snow of the season. That always throws us into a spin, usually along I-164 somewhere. But since most schools cancelled classes the night before, it actually went pretty smoothly for most of Monday morning.
It seems like Christmas has just crept up on me this year. So far this month we have started Joyful Noise, welcomed Chris Tomlin to Evansville, and my church has had their annual Living Nativity. Christmas is right around the corner. This season is such a great time of year, but it can also be very busy and downright stressful. We have to get Christmas gifts, attend all the holiday parties and gatherings, and still keep Peace on Earth. Not to mention, Christmas can also be a very difficult time for many people who have lost loved ones in the past year.
The thoughts of World War II should not be allowed to pass gentle into that good night. Will you help preserve them?
There are defining moments shared by all humanity, benchmarks in time burned into the collective memory. Among those, there stands one day, one point in time when life changes forever. In the lifetime of my parents and grandparents, that moment came on December 7, 1941. The "day which will live in infamy" plunged America headlong into World War II. No one would ever be the same.