Rafting is all the rage at this time of year and seeing the enthusiasts buck through the white water rapids or float lazily down the calmer stretches of the Stanislaus River, I'm reminded of my personal experiences of going down a river.
On the cusp of another holiday - bracing for the fireworks of July 4 - my mind goes back just a few weeks to the last official holiday, Memorial Day.
It hardly seems possible that time has flown so quickly but I'm staring at the dates circled on my calendar for New York thinking, there's no way it's already down to the nitty gritty and I don't have a dress yet.
After the last few days of this gorgeous weather, I believe I can now safely say that spring has sprung … just in time for the summer solstice.
Something about the signs of our long awaited summer brings back amazing memories of my childhood and the neighborhood we lived in.
Two of my closest friends have each been weathering multiple storms and going through major life changes. It seems that the hits have kept on coming for them. These two are my good-time pals, I have some of my most fun memories with them. Now, however, I no longer live nearby and struggle with my feelings that I can't physically be there for either of them during these hard times.
What a whirlwind the last few weeks have been. Now that school is out and high school sports (other than summer camps and all-star games) have wrapped up for the year, maybe there will be time to breathe. Maybe even time for a little vacation …
When your traveling experience has been limited to the United States certain aspects of life outside the cushy bubble of western civilization can be jarring.
Despite many women's claims that the male gender of the human race is comparative to the canine species, I don't claim to have any great insight to the innermost thinking of dogs - just my observations and beliefs.
A year ago at this time I was in the throes of pulling together final details for my wedding. My husband and I became engaged just before the holidays, which didn't leave much time for actual wedding plans until after the first of the year, resulting in a shorter planning schedule than I had dreamed about.
After some awful luck in the past week or so, I should have known that my first pick of horses for the Kentucky Derby - Animal Kingdom - was destined to win.
There are a couple of things I can always count on at the Oakdale edition of the American Cancer Society's Relay For Life.
Recently, I participated in the Oakdale Chamber of Commerce job shadow event as one of the mentors to a high school student interested in a writing career.
There came a time at the beginning of the year that when I looked into the mirror I saw a guy I didn't recognize looking back at me with his chipmunk cheeks and no neck.
For the first time in I can't even count how many years, the 'Back to School' sales did not instill a sense of panic in me.
After the excitement wore off when I first heard I was going to be a grandfather, I wondered if I was destined to be a loveable old man who wore a little fedora with a feather and plaid Bermuda shorts with calf-high dark socks in sandals. Or, if taking after my family lineage, it was time for me to get in the role of 'Papa' and eventually start having a garden with zucchini, fava beans, tomato plants and other vegetables like both my grandfathers had when I was young.
By definition, 'vacation' means an 'extended period of recreation' either at home or in travel. The word has also gained the reputation of meaning you get some rest while you are on vacation but that particular four-letter word did not seem to be on the itinerary for this trip.
Recently, one of my favorite websites, Uni-Watch.com, had a piece written titled "One Fan's Experience with Jersey Addiction" and it got me thinking of my own special closet that houses over 40 jerseys of past and present MLB, NFL, and NHL teams.
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