For many people, Labor Day was the last chance to head to the lake for a little water-skiing and boating – a last blast of summer. In the old days, it used to mean the start of the school year.
With the closing of the London Olympics earlier this month, I was impressed with the United States team's 104 medal count leading the way over other countries, with some competitors even receiving multiple medals. While I stress that making the US Olympic team is quite an honor in itself, I also accept that not all of the competing 539 US athletes received a medal – and rightfully so since the games are a highly competitive event.
So I'm feeling a little out of the loop. While I enjoyed a 2012 Summer Olympics Opening Ceremonies Pizza Party Extravaganza with some friends (who also happen to be co-workers) on Friday night, I didn't realize that they were talking to each other with their smart phones during much of the event. It was only when I got to work Saturday morning and logged on to my email that I discovered I was 'tagged' in ...
I'm not sure how it happened - I suspect cocktails were involved - but somehow I went from being a cheer mom to a cheer coach for the Rookie Stampede squad.
Summer is in full swing and I was able to cash in a few hours of vacation time recently. Half of it was spent getting to and from the destination, but regardless it was an enjoyable break.
Summer has arrived. As the weather heats up, it's critical for beachgoers and outdoor fun-seekers to be sun-safe.
The Upper Sacramento River turns back and forth in riffle, run, pool sequences for 30-some miles providing a buffet of great fishing opportunities.
Why just because I was born and raised in England I should be considered an expert on English life and customs and especially its monarchy I have never been able to understand.
A few weeks ago I shared something incredibly personal with the community through my column. I hoped that in sharing my experience, it might resonate with as well as encourage others in their own personal journey.
Happy June! The sun is shining, kids are heading into summer vacation and the round of graduations, weddings and backyard get-togethers have just begun. Each June, in addition to these activities we take time to celebrate June Dairy Month – an observation of not only a delicious, diverse and nutritious food but also the dairy farm families who bring it to the table.
Like all organizations today finances for a hospital are challenging. Yet, for the first 10 months of this fiscal year (July, 2011 to April, 2012) the hospital has generated revenues in excess of expenses (a profit) of $458,000. We are well ahead of our projected loss for the same period of $293,000!
Napoleon once said that a dog teaches us a lesson in humanity. As a big-time dog lover, I tend to believe the truth of that especially with my recent scholarly experience with the subject.
Except for a strange early afternoon wind that acted like a mini twister and uprooted a handful of tents in a corner of the soccer field, the 2012 Oakdale edition of Relay For Life can go down as a success.
Call it fate or coincidence but it seems, at the very least thought-provoking, that two weeks before the Oakdale Relay For Life event April 28, I would be going through my own personal cancer scare.
I joined MOPS, Mothers of Preschoolers, last year as a participant. At the urging of my friend and the fearless leader of the group, Tracy Mota, I decided to devote two mornings a month to myself. So on the first and third Thursday of every month, I go to River Oak Grace Church in Oakdale for fun, fellowship and really great food.
There were five Wednesdays in July this year and that just makes it seem like it was months ago that my last column appeared. With everything that has transpired since, it almost feels like it, too. The column title is not really to indicate that I have anything to be discontent about, specifically, other than the world moving too fast for comfort. A ...
For a few days, the rabbits grazed peacefully inside their cages on the outskirts of our campsite, providing a tranquil harmony with nature as we enjoyed solace where the mountains touched the sky. Then suddenly - like a time-traveling robot - judgment day had arrived. The repeated consumption of self-caught trout had transformed our taste buds into gills. Our trail mix stash was getting low and ...
By DAVID SAYEN
While it's difficult to find a silver lining with any tragedy, I became aware of a blessing amid the sadness a few weeks ago when I was reunited with cherished individuals who played a significant part in my past law enforcement career during the funeral service of a former patrol partner of mine.
If you don't know by now that I am deeply involved in Relay For Life, you just haven't read my column, in about, 10 years.
My husband and I recently celebrated our anniversary.
So there's no way to deny it, I am definitely a sports fan(atic).
I could watch Brad Pitt solve a crossword puzzle for three hours.
May always makes me think of Mother's Day and flowers. And this year we added a graduation, planning for a wedding in June, and everything else in between.
Who knew there would be an adjustment period to living the dream? I certainly didn't. Many of you know I published my first book in December 2006 and it's been a dream of mine for longer than I can remember to support myself solely on my fiction writing income. After many years of incredibly hard work, I managed to make that dream a reality and I left my post at The Leader to live the dream.
As I write this column, I am planning to be off work for an ROTC assignment.