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^%$# happens. We all know it, and a good Plan B is the best defense. Say your child wants to have an outdoor swim birthday party – in July. You’d still better have a back up plan, because while it won’t snow in the Front Range, you must consider the chances of hail and lightning with the accompanying hurricane force winds and tornado warnings. Planning a wedding and you think you have the vendors all lined up? You’d be advised to have a Plan B for that too, because you never know when the florist might wig out and end up living in a van, down b...
We live in an age of instant communication. Need to talk to a friend halfway around the world? Between instant messaging, texting and twittering no problemo. But for those of us who live in a small town, how much has all this technology really changed things? I contend, not much. People have always talked whether it was around the pickle barrel in the general store, on a party line or over the backyard fence. If there's a juicy piece of gossip, you know that it's going to spread in a nano...
ATTENTION FARSIGHTED PEOPLE OF AMERICA – Wear Your $%!&*^% Glasses. Who do you think you're fooling? No one. And you are doing nothing but aggravating all the people who either can see or who actually wear their glasses. Take a hint; it is easier to see, read, dial a phone rather than fumbling around either looking for glasses or making up excuses as to why you're not wearing them. I'm not embarrassed to admit that I wear glasses, although I can whip them off faster than a speeding bullet at t...
Kids stink. Oh sure, they smell great when they first come out of the bath, but you have to remember why you put them in there in the first place. The problem is that just as the adult olfactory gets used to, or in our case gets burnt out in one range of odors, the kids grow some and a whole new set of smells start. Consider the harrowing story of one friend who had just brought their first-born home from the hospital. It was the dreaded 2 a.m. feeding. Mom made sure that baby was topped off and handed him over to the second string to finish...
I am not a princess. Really - despite any rumors you’ve heard to the contrary. My problem is that I’m just not a handy person. I don’t sew, decoupage, scrapbook, paint, refurbish or generally do crafts. Oh sure, when I was little, during the holiday season, my mother and I would make little things. One year I remember making a kaleidoscope, which consisted of a decal gingerly placed at the bottom of a baby food jar with some glitter. Hey, it was the mid-1950s - that was as high tech as it got. When things need to be done around the house, I usu...
It's been a long time since my friend Sadie and I have connected. When I was writing this column on a regular basis, Sadie and I would often talk about kids, husbands, work, and dealing with the ups and downs of life. But kids grow up, and husbands retire and decide to dedicate their lives to fixing the house, sometimes where "fixing" isn't really needed. Like a lot of people "our age," both of us have been lucky enough to be able to travel. It was the subject of travel that made us realize...
What is it about hair? If we listen to the ads, it’s just one more body part we need to feel overly self-conscious about. From the picture-perfect Breck Girls of the 40s and 50s to the Miss “If I have just one life, let me live it as a blonde” Clairol girls, to the poker straight hair of the 60s and the Afro of the 70s, hair is one of the root causes of why women are so dissatisfied with themselves. I know, because I’ve made most of these companies rich. As a child I whined, because I wanted Toni Jr. perm and Spoolies, while as a teenager I ran...