If you've been to 828 Market on Main Street in Waynesville, you've no doubt seen the handmade ornaments hanging on the wall across from the cash register. This week, Rumble sat down with ornament artist Megan James to hear about her entrepreneurial endeavor.
“An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.” Benjamin Franklin’s proverb still holds true. In Western North Carolina, runoff from rain and snow puts an increasing strain on infrastructure and plagues some local properties. Fortunately, there is a simple solution to the problem.
How is your financial health looking these days? We are weeks away from the year 2023. Yes, we may be in the holiday spirit, busying ourselves with places to go, friends and family to see, gifts to buy, crafts to make, and dishes to bake. However, we must take care of ourselves.
Written by Sabrina Matheny • Rumble Contributor | Remember last week when you sat down to your thanksgiving meal ready to feast on all the traditional dishes that brought about memories from your childhood? You sat around enjoying the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade as the kitchen filled with those wonderful scents that took you back in time to grandma’s house. Your tastebuds started working overtime in anticipation of consuming your best meal to date! You had not one but two servings of your favorite dishes, knowing good and well it would be another year before you would get to savor those flavors again.
By Sabrina Matheny • Rumble Contributor | I am spiritual medium and intuitive designer. Some of my skills include communicating with the spirit world via spirit speak in order to get guidance for my clients; balancing spaces using my knowledge of Feng Shui principles in homes and businesses to bring about a feeling of peace and harmony; and teaching others about energy work.
Growing up, I was up with the sun, too curious to oversleep and miss out on something happening in the world. I remember vividly when Momma (my mom’s mom) would stay over. She was always up on the phone chatting with all of her friends by the time I wandered down the hall, bright and early before anyone else was up. When I stayed with my Grandma (my dad’s mom) and Pop, it was a running joke about how long I had been lying awake waiting to hear one of them in the kitchen, so I knew I could come out of the spare room without waking them up.