I take my nieces for an overnight party at my house every year for their birthdays. Though it’s taken on many names — now known as Misty and Me Birthday Throwdown — it’s pretty much always the same every year.

I don't know if it's the fact that I'm not the spring chicken I once was or that I have accumulated more junk in my old age, but my move this week was by the far the worst I have experienced. And I have moved a lot, so I know of what I speak.

Can I be hateful for just a minute? OK, it will probably take you more than a minute to read this column and it'll certainly take me more than a minute to write it, but being hateful for more than a minute seems excessive. So we're going to call it a minute. Don't question, just go with it.

My friend Adam came for a short visit last weekend. He lives in Oregon now, but flew all the way back home just to watch the play I was in with Civic Players of Logansport. I have awesome friends, what can I say?

Every Friday, with a few exceptions, you see a furry face staring at you on Page A3 of the Pharos-Tribune. It's our "Pet of the Week" feature.

As Britney Spears says, “Oops! I did it again.” Yes, I just quoted Britney Spears. No, I don’t feel good about myself for doing it. But it’s done, so let’s move on.

I'm an everything-has-a-place-and-everything-in-its-place kinda a gal. Some weeks at the office, when it gets just really crazy busy and my desks becomes a casualty in the war for my time, all those OCD organizational tendencies go out the window. But I have a threshold for the amount of disorganization that I'm able to cope with before corrective action must be taken. There have been days in my office when I will throw my hands up and practically shout, "Stop!"

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I wrote late last fall about how I love winter and how I was excited for the impending season. I used inflammatory words and said things like "bring it on" and "let's do this thing" just before a snowstorm the talking heads were wigging out about.

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My father taught me. My driver's license came with four flat tires. I either fixed the tires or accepted that I officially had a license to sit at home.

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Scheduled to speak to the League of Women Voters of Cass County, I made a note in my calendar a few months back. Though I wasn't excited for the speaking engagement, with that fear of public speaking and all, I did give the item a couple exclamation points on its designated day.

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I used to think my severe fear of mice made me ridiculous. Then I was involved in the following group text message thread this week and decided that I was A) not alone and B) doing way better in the Mouse Department than one of my good friends.

I don’t have TV. Well, I own a TV. I just don’t have cable, satellite or whatever the new-fangled thing is that I’ve not heard of yet. I don’t even have Internet either.

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I have my nieces brainwashed to think I’m the coolest person on the planet. It’s true. I do. I can even prove it.

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It never ceases to amaze me the wildly different views my nieces have of getting ready to go back to school and actually going back to school every year.

It never ceases to amaze me the wildly different views my nieces have of getting ready to go back to school and actually going back to school every year.

I have a bad habit of not making social plans. I get so wrapped up in my job that I forget to have a life. Friday will roll around and I’ll realize I haven’t even thought about the weekend. By then, everyone already has plans and that too often leaves me with nothing to do.

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I have a bad habit of not making social plans. I get so wrapped up in my job that I forget to have a life. Friday will roll around and I’ll realize I haven’t even thought about the weekend. By then, everyone already has plans and that too often leaves me with nothing to do.

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Jones, William C. ‘Bill,’ 84, of Auburn, services will be 11 a.m. Saturday, May 15, 2021, at First United Methodist Church, 1203 E. Seventh St., Auburn, with the Rev. Dr. James Farrer officiating. Burial will take place at a later date at Ever Rest Memorial Park in Logansport. Visitation wil…

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