In 2007, there was always something to talk about

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What is human life? The first third a good time, the rest remembering about it.

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-- Mark Twain

We've shared another year. Here's a quick look back at 12 months of our visits.

JANUARY: Inspired while watching the president's State of the Union address, I delivered an inspired State of Our Household address to the only family member still awake -- our little white dog.

"We will make it," I vowed, "not because our friends expect nothing more, but because our creditors will accept nothing less."

FEBRUARY: The second month brought Valentine's Day and my often discussed Rules For Romance, which include: Always have the flowers sent to her at work so the other women in the office will see them. If there's one thing women enjoy more than flowers, it's envy.

MARCH: When the computer knocked off the punch line to the joke at the end of my column, I asked readers for their best suggestions. Forty of you replied quickly (and humorously).

APRIL: After reaching my 55th birthday, I rushed down to the grocery to take advantage of my new senior citizen discount, only to discover they'd raised the age to 60.

MAY: I remembered Mother's Day by thanking Mama for not making fun of the long hair back in the 1970s, and the lack of hair today. I also admitted driving over to Atlanta to surprise her only to find out that she had an alarm system installed on the house, and her oldest son set it off, thus becoming the surprised one.

JUNE: At the height of vacation season, I asked you what places in America should we all visit at least once. Niagara Falls, the Statue of Liberty, Mount Rushmore and the Grand Canyon seemed to get many of your votes.

JULY: Proudly wearing a T-shirt furnished by the Make-A-Wish Foundation, I joined 50,000 others in Atlanta's Peachtree Road Race. (My family made a wish that I would finish, which I did.)

AUGUST: Local children return to school, and I wonder how they do word problems calculating the travel times of trains when no one knows what a train does anymore.

SEPTEMBER: I notice that every job seems to have different "bad days." For the post office, it's Saturday, when weekly working folks try to ship packages. For the grocery, it's Wednesday, when the truck arrives and so do the senior shoppers. For the bank, it's Friday, when paychecks are cashed and weekend money is withdrawn.

OCTOBER: One of this year's surprises -- Augusta's fascination with forgotten, vanished restaurants. More than 200 of you sent in your memories. Many of you still do.

NOVEMBER: An observation shared after looking around the table at Thanksgiving is that most families are like fudge, mostly sweet with a few nuts.

DECEMBER: I point out that finding forgotten money in a coat pocket -- in my case three $10 bills -- can change one's perspective and brighten the day.

Let's hope 2008 includes such undiscovered treasures for you and me.


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