I have always believed that the best test of friendship, is to see who is surrounding you during the worst of times.
It seems only fitting that a 'mommy' would be so overtaxed that she would need to wait until after Mother's Day to actually produce a column about said event.
After a few months of hibernation and quality family time, along comes April. This April in particular, I could not help but wonder what life might be like in another zip code. April in Oakdale is - simply put - jam packed. We start the month with Little League Opening Day and conclude it with a good old fashioned Easter Egg Hunt. My favorite April events however, have held steady for the better part of ...
Life is full of metaphors, or at least mine is.
Unlike the rest of my colleagues, I have the task of writing a column twice a month. It was my idea, so I guess I really shouldn't complain - but at times it's tough.
There is a certain sense of vacancy, which seems to slowly have begun for our quiet little town.
We are officially one month in to the 2011 New Year. As a person who does not make resolutions each January 1, I cannot help but wonder how everyone is doing with their new promises to themselves.
I'm not sure about the rest of you, but I love Thanksgiving.
The San Francisco Giants have won the World Series.
The topic of this week's column is one that has been weighing on my mind for quite some time. Intellectually speaking, I've pondered how to make a point without offending any one particular reader group. Recently as I struggled with the topic I realized, as a newspaper there is no way possible to make everyone happy all the time. So … with that said … here goes nothing.
As an only child, I spent a lot of my childhood surrounded by adults.
Planning a wedding is not for the faint at heart. It has been 20 years since I stood at the front of a church and pledged my commitment to my husband. Since then, little has changed when it comes to getting married. Sure, dresses have fewer crystals and are sleeker, elegance has been redefined. Regardless of the decade or the trend, a bride is still a bride. As I've gotten older, I've come to realize ...
I love my life.
Last week our oldest child started Kindergarten.
We're still in a recession. This simple sentence is far from breaking news, even for a small weekly such as ours. Legal Notices continue to occupy a minimum of three complete pages in our paper each week and property rental ads continue to come and go quickly in our classified section.
I believe stores should be closed on Thanksgiving. Once upon a time ... They were. Soldiers, service professionals, restaurateurs; they know it is the nature of the business. Personally, I view these as necessities. Many people opt for dinner out on Thanksgiving and emergencies/civil order, well that goes without saying. Shopping does not fall under the necessity category in my book. I spent ...
In the role of parent we are never void of the knowledge that eyes are always watching. Be it the eyes of our children, our peers, family or society at large. No parent is perfect and we all have our moments. 'Slips' happen, but if we are truly fortunate the 'eyes' bring it to our attention.
I'm a firm believer in the old adage of 'older and wiser.'
I did it. I accomplished a goal which once seemed inconceivable. A dream so big, I was once not brave enough to dream it.
On Sunday, October 20 dozens upon dozens of women from the tri-city area (Escalon, Oakdale and Riverbank) will flood the streets of San Francisco as participants of the 10th Annual Nike Women's Marathon benefitting the Leukemia/Lymphoma Society.
Times they are a changing or … are they?
I sometimes run out of words. I am fairly certain for those who know me in my personal life this has prompted a smile. I tend to be 'naturally' wordy, which indeed has its benefits in the way of column writing. Sadly, even my 'short' thoughts are run on sentences. So, when faced in these situations of 'out of words' with a column looming I look ...
I recently learned of a reader sharing their dissatisfaction with my column. After all, who really cares about my kids and what I have to share about them?
I really had hoped to not have to pen a column on this topic yet again this school year, but once again I'm faced with a frustration I know I am not alone in.
It's hard to believe, yet the time has passed and once again we (us parents) find ourselves amid yet another school year. This is indeed a momentous occasion in our small town of just over 20,000. Whether you are the parent of school aged children or not ... heed fair warning.
My twenties were not spent changing diapers, shopping for formula or even pushing a stroller. No, quite the opposite. My twenties looked exactly as I had envisioned as a young girl. They were spent completing college, working long hours and building my career. It all seemed perfect.
Children change us.
I'm training for a marathon.
I'm not one to sit quietly when it comes to something I love. Proof positive of this would be the simple title of this column space, Mommy Musings. I love my kids and the older we (all) get the more I grow to love them and parenting. Oh, sure we have our moments…plenty of them. Growing up, however, I was always told we take the good with the ...