The price of a herd-changing buck can be over-powering.  It looks like this Bama football team may be over-powering.  The desire to stay inside instead of doing chores in mid teen temps can be over-powering.  

But, right now, at this time there is something over-powering me.  My left eye felt it first.  It kind of twitched, then began to water.  Then my nostrils.  Sniff. SNIFF.  Dang!  That woman is cutting a wicked stout onion in the kitchen.  I’m not sure how she can stand there and take it.  I’m twenty feet away and it is kicking me.  She is making tater soup.  It shouldn’t require a whole lot of onion, but I think that this particular onion may over-power all of the other ingredients in this soup.  

Oh well.  It could be worse.  She could be dicing some green bell peppers.  Now, that is some stuff that I can’t take.