Earlier this week the S word was mentioned — that’s right snow.

I was off on Dec. 31 and just piddling around the house — stuck between relaxing and doing laundry.

It’s been a week since tornadoes destroyed areas of Kentucky.

‘Tis the season! All you have to do is look around at all the Christmas lights and you know the big day is just around the corner.

I’ve been in the Christmassy mood for some time now.

As I write my column this Friday morning, I have been reflecting on this week.

Last week my co-worker and great friend Rhonda Irby and I were discussing our dogs — Charlie and Sampson — and how they are getting older.

Let’s talk about the weather — the glorious fall weather and the wonderful temperatures I enjoy.

Last week, my best friend Tony Hall and I enjoyed a few days in New York.

By the time you read this, I would have already been to New York and back home.

For almost two weeks, my life has been a little bit of a whirlwind. Someone I care very deeply about had a little bit of an emergency scare.

There has been months of build-up for the 100th anniversary for Roanoke Rapids High School, and it finally happened last weekend.

This column is coming from a 1986 graduate of Roanoke Rapids High School.

I am having one of those days where I really don’t know what I want to write about — a bit of writer’s block. It’s been a long week with nothing spectacular happening to me.

I’m officially 53, as of yesterday — and as you are reading this I’m probably walking the beach at Nags Head, picking up seashells and taking pictures.

Twenty years ago today, I was 10 days away from my 33rd birthday. I was working as the Lifestyles Editor in the newsroom of The Daily Herald. Hard news wasn’t on my plate.

I recently went for my three-month check-up for my Type 2 diabetes.