Music has played a significant part in the fabric of my life. In an odd way, I fully believe that music helps shape us.
There are many things which I truly love about being a parent to my two children.
October … where to begin? As I sit to pen my thoughts for this week's column, my head swarms with three primary thoughts: Breast Cancer Awareness, physical ability and Cancer Sucks.
I should have seen it coming.
Familiar faces will once again retire into the everyday life of our community. There is no question that the words 'You look so familiar,' will now haunt Connie and Mel Sanguinetti as they wait in line at the grocery store or sit in a corner booth waiting to eat lunch. If nothing else they're sure to be stopped by a parent or two stating 'We bought our bikes from you for years.'
The City of Oakdale is home to six separate public schools within the city limits, with an additional two in our rural areas. For those wondering we have four elementary, one Junior and one Senior High school in our town of just over 20,000 people (recorded in the July 2011 Census). Our two rural schools are K-8 campuses.
My frustration and disappointment is bubbling over a bit this morning, as I've just returned from dropping my children off at their elementary school. As a 'seasoned' parent however, I recognize it is only early September and some really great 'drop-off' material will find me in the coming weeks and months.
My kids are huggers. I share this with complete open and honest abandon because … I can.
I did it. You did it. We did it.
Just like any other business we here at the paper experience our fair amount of turnover or for some 'turn around.' A fair share of the staffers here (myself included) have departed from this building only to later return to its 122 S. Third Ave address. In all honesty ... It's just that good of a gig.
A question was recently posed to me by a friend, which I'd never really given much thought.
After 10-plus years of column writing, I must admit - at times it's tough to not be redundant.
My mother got her wish.
Confession: I am not a perfect mom.
This week's column was supposed to be about the topic of commitment. Not commitment in the way of relationships, but the struggle there seems to be with accepting an invitation.
I was recently challenged by a request to produce some pictures of myself.
They're growing up.
There are a number of things I thoroughly enjoy about being a parent. Many of them I have the pleasure of being able to share here, with our readers.
Generally speaking, I'm an analytical type. More simply put, I think too much.
It's barely February and yet here I find myself, penning yet another 'sports related' column.
My month of December was not dissimilar from most of our readers. It was packed full of parties, shopping, holiday tradition and even a little quality family time.
It's been a few weeks since I've forced my mind to share some thoughts. Truthfully we all need a reprieve on occasion and as the only staffer who does this weekly, there does come a point where I too must take a break.
Another season has been wrapped up. This year marks one that dreams are made of, for many of this town's young men and their families. The 2012 Oakdale Mustang football season will now live on in the history books as well as the memories of all who will say 'I remember when.'
Magic is in the air and I am so grateful.
Finding the right words is not always easy.
I honestly don't remember when I first gained an interest in politics. In a column a few weeks back I candidly shared my interests were pretty typical 'girly' in my formative years (i.e.: music and teen heartthrobs).
Another Halloween has made it into the Hammond Family memory books. This may also be interpreted as ... mommy has survived yet another Halloween.