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Burning question: How was your day?

April 28, 2013
By JANICE R. KIASKI - Herald-Star community editor ( , The Herald-Star

How was your day?

That's a question most all of us get asked sooner or later come the close of another 24-hour period, and the answers are likely to vary depending on the responder and what has or hasn't transpired.





Pretty good.

Not so hot.



Not long enough.





Don't ask.

Better Half and I usually share a mid-day progress report, a high noon check-in.

It's our "how's-it-going" husband-and-wife conference call - the barometer for the inevitable how-was-your-day dialogue to come later on at some point.

"What's going on?" I'll ask Better Half on these around-noon Alexander Graham Bell moments in Kiaski daily history.

"Same old, same old," Better Half will assure, rattling off a lackluster list of domestic engineering chores that he is tending to on my behalf, God bless him.

"Washed some dishes. Did some clothes. Walked the dog. Made the bed. Ate some breakfast."

I can't hardly top that, but I give it the old college try.

"How are things going with you?" he wonders aloud.

I utter a sound that can't be spelled but speaks volumes.

Then I sigh.

"I'm writing some stories. Laying out community pages."

I can interpret the brief silence that follows in two ways.

He is either impressed, moved beyond words for commentary.

Or he's nodded off, bored.

Was that a yawn I heard?

We part until later, reveling in each other's achievements and complaints so far.

The days are full of them, fodder for the "how-was-your-day" assessments.

Days come with feel-good moments - the late-blooming pink tulips spared a drooping demise thanks to old beach towels blanketing them overnight in artificial warmth.

We feel encouraged that we're actually having dinner on some days or that we finally finished something that we started.

And we gripe about the weather and whine about whatever.

It all comes together for the final assessment.

How was your day?

"Better now that you're home, honey," Better Half will tell me at the end of the day when I walk through the door.

I can't hardly top that.

(Kiaski, a resident of Steubenville, is a staff columnist and features writer for the Herald-Star and The Weirton Daily Times and community editor for the Herald-Star. She can be contacted at

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