| ||||||||||
Dr. Ronald P. Rogers CHIROPRACTOR Support for your body's natural healing capabilities 270-384-5554 Click here for details 
 
Columbia Gas Dept. GAS LEAK or GAS SMELL Contact Numbers 24 hrs/ 365 days 270-384-2006 or 9-1-1 Call before you dig 
Visit ColumbiaMagazine's Directory of Churches Addresses, times, phone numbers and more for churches in Adair County Find Great Stuff in ColumbiaMagazine's Classified Ads Antiques, Help Wanted, Autos, Real Estate, Legal Notices, More... 
|
Carol Perkins: A Mad Fit Previous Column: Carol Perkins: Thanksgiving in Hiding By Carol Perkins I haven't had a mad fit in a long time, but I couldn't control myself the other day. I went to the basement to sort through my sewing room, trying to organize now that I'm finished sewing for a while, and ended up in the Christmas room. A pile of lights filled a tub, so I sat and started sorting them across my lap. One string lapped around another string, and by the time I pulled one out, plugged it in to see if it worked, and began on another, I was miffed. "This is for the birds," I thought. I also wished for kids to help because they would not have gotten themselves into a stew. Blue lights were tangled around white lights. The blue ones were used outside last year, so why did I have them with the white? Maybe I used some white with blue. Whatever happened when I took them off the bushes ended with them wrapped around each other in a mess. When I thought I had found the end of a strand that I was successfully unraveling, that strain belonged to another one I hadn't tackled yet. For more time than it takes to drive to Louisville, I untangled. A sudden rage overwhelmed me, and I leapt up, flinging the remaining lights onto the floor while muttering, "I'm done." Guy later assured me there was a better solution. "They sell them by the boxes at the bottom of the hill." (Family Dollar) Really? The next day, Guy dragged the "kitchen" tree up the basement stairs, looking like one of those men in a Rockwell print that has a tree over his shoulder. I plugged in the lights, and only one strand (red) worked. ONE. Guy drove to the "bottom of the hill," and every color was there except red. He went to another place, and there were none there either. "I'm going to Bowling Green tomorrow, so I'll get some at Hobby Lobby," I said. Fifty percent off Christmas, all except lights, I discovered. I bought three boxes and used all of them. Decorating for Christmas becomes more of a chore each year. We need to spend Christmas on Christmas Island next year under a great big coconut tree. Share your thoughts with Carol at carolperkins06@gmail.com, or with CM readers using our Comment Form. This story was posted on 2025-11-26 13:32:14
Printable: this page is now automatically formatted for printing.
Have comments or corrections for this story? Use our contact form and let us know.
More articles from topic Carol Perkins:
Carol Perkins: Thanksgiving in Hiding Carol Perkins: Quilts for Heroes Carol Perkins: Hats make a grand day out Carol Perkins: Farewell to the Beach Carol Perkins: Ready to go home Carol Perkins: I'm Falling and I Can't Get Up Carol Perkins: Raindrops Keep Falling Carol Perkins: Relaxing at the beach Carol Perkins: Three Dog Night Carol Perkins: Drop the Kleenex View even more articles in topic Carol Perkins |
 
115 Jamestown St. Columbia, KY. 270-384-2496 
 
  
 
 Provided by the Adair Co Fiscal Court and the Adair Co. Emergency Mgt. Agency 
|
||||||||
|
| ||||||||||
|
Quick Links to Popular Features
Looking for a story or picture? Try our Photo Archive or our Stories Archive for all the information that's appeared on ColumbiaMagazine.com. | ||||||||||
|
Contact us: Columbia Magazine and columbiamagazine.com are published by Linda Waggener and Pen Waggener, PO Box 906, Columbia, KY 42728. Please use our contact page, or send questions about technical issues with this site to webmaster@columbiamagazine.com. All logos and trademarks used on this site are property of their respective owners. All comments remain the property and responsibility of their posters, all articles and photos remain the property of their creators, and all the rest is copyright 1995-Present by Columbia Magazine. Privacy policy: use of this site requires no sharing of information. Voluntarily shared information may be published and made available to the public on this site and/or stored electronically. Anonymous submissions will be subject to additional verification. Cookies are not required to use our site. However, if you have cookies enabled in your web browser, some of our advertisers may use cookies for interest-based advertising across multiple domains. For more information about third-party advertising, visit the NAI web privacy site.
| ||||||||||
