So, if Tori had an older sister whoâ€™d gotten pregnant as a teenager, I wouldnâ€™t have to worry so much about how to fund her college education. Thereâ€™s a program for that. Itâ€™s called College Bound Sisters, and the program pays its participants seven dollars a week (plus another five dollars a week for transportation costs) to attend a meeting â€“ providing, of course, they show up unfertilized.
Ahhh. It's that time again, when Hoosiers all over the state are trying to recall how they drove all the years of their lives prior without landing in a ditch. Some of us use the "granny" method - we drive in slow motion, prematurely use our turn signals in order to make sure anyone within a mile of us knows exactly what our plans are, and slowly press on the brakes (as if a baggie of nitroglycerin is lying under the pedal) well before we need to. Other Hoosiers, use the "plow" method.
My husband dragged me, kicking and screaming, into the eReader era and bought me a Kindle for Christmas. When he told me about two weeks before Christmas that he'd bought me a gift I wasn't going to like when I opened it but that I would come to love it, I knew what he'd done. And, a week after opening the gift, I can tell you he was pretty much right.
By Brent Glasgow
From their Week 1 loss to the Houston Texans to Saturday nightâ€™s home playoff defeat against the New York Jets, the 2010 season was an uphill battle for the Indianapolis Colts. Although disappointing for a franchise and fan base so used to winning, it is a campaign easily put in the rearview mirror.
By Brent Glasgow
Overall, I canâ€™t complain much about 2010. My wife and I welcomed our second child to the world. It was just the second year since 2001 that I didnâ€™t have to move for one reason or another.
My wife didnâ€™t get laid off and my own 10-month stint without full-time work came to an end. We paid off some bills after years of mailing monthly checks.
And, my familyâ€™s primary sports rooting interests â€” the Indianapolis Colts and Butler University basketball team â€” had seasons to remember.
Taking a break from site-seeing on Day 5, we end with the Alamo:
Remember me? No trip to San Antonio, Texas is complete without a visit to The Alamo. It's a sobering experience, and, with the city grown up around it, hard to visualize the mission standing alone on the wide open lands of 19th-century Texas.
See photos attached below (will open in new window)
Day 4 started with a journey to Canyon de Chelly (pronounced de-Shay) National Monument near Chinle, Ariz. The canyon is still home to approximately 70 Navajo, according to one of the residents who was selling his artwork at an overlook on the South Rim Drive. The views along the South Rim Drive are absolutely gorgeous, and the canyon also contains ancient ruins. Maintained by the National Park Service, Canyon de Chelly is located in the Navajo Nation, and best of all, admission is free.
See the file attachments below and also the gallery located at the bottom of the front page of this website.
Day 3 began with a stop by Taos Pueblo which has been inhabited for upwards of a thousand years. The multi-storied adobe buildings house businesses and dwellings of the Taos Indians who still live in the pueblo.
From deep in the heart of Texas one day to deep in the bowels of New Mexico the next.
Day 2 started with a winding journey â€”Â 75 stories underground â€” through the Big Room of Carlsbad Caverns. Pretty overwhelming stuff. The first guy to say, â€śHey, letâ€™s have a look in there,â€ť before the nice lighting, well-marked paths, audio guides and all, was either unbelievably gutsy or irredeemably foolish.
Considering that people today flock to have their own look, Iâ€™m going with the former.