Opinion

The weather continues to be moderate or shockingly warm for the first week of December.

Over the last several months I have had the opportunity to talk with and listen to a large number of people in our district regarding their perspectives on education.

Winter is here, people, and let’s face it — somebody has to live up here in the north, we can’t all sit around Mirage-a-Lounge, Florida, and play golf every day, somebody has to raise the soybeans and defend the border against the insatiable Canadians, and so here we are, putting on our puffy coats that make us look fat and stocking caps that destroy our hairstyle and heading out into the frigid blast and going to work and getting important stuff done, and not passing nuclear secrets around to our pals at the club or doubling the size of our penthouse on loan applications.

“Where did the squid go?”I answered the phone a couple of weeks ago to the above noted question.

Did anyone else feel the need to spend the day after Thanksgiveus just laying around.

This is the time of year that I stock up on cough drops.

Working as we do with deadlines, often means we are scrambling to get in all the last minute things that happen on a Monday evening before the page designers begin their work on the final stages of page layout Tuesday morning bright and early.

I ate breakfast with a woman last week who, in the course of twenty minutes, sent four cups of coffee back to the kitchen because they didn’t meet her standards, a drip-brewed cup with milk, two lattes, and a latte with oat milk.