Featured Post August 21, 2025 Once a triathlete Several adjectives could be used to describe me. Loud comes to mind immediately. Also, chatty, inquisitive, and boisterous. Descriptors you… Read Article
Community Community Events +1 Parents – teenager training Parenting a teenager is not for weenies. Those of you who have undertaken it know the struggle is real. Those…
Community Community Events +1 Birthdays and funfests I love March. It means so many things. Daffodils (my all-time fave flower) from the American Cancer Society. The chance…
Community Introspections Take time to be kind I’m back! Four pounds lighter, perhaps a few inches smaller and feeling very pleased with self for surviving the Whole30. …
Introspections Wholly30, here we go Happy New Year! Yep, 2017 has entered at full throttle, complete with hideous cold and deeply unfortunate wind. We’ve all…
Community Introspections Bring on the tacky tidings It’s the Christmas season! Yippee! You know how I know this? Not because the decorations are up in stores. That…
Introspections Super Fandom I’m a big fan. Whether it’s pigs, chocolate, Chardonnay, Jane Austen novels or Chicago-style deep dish pizza, I am all…
Community Community Events Join the support staff for our community’s children I am the parent of two boys, ages 11 and 14. I came to the parenting gig late so I…
Introspections Adventures at the Fair – dog shows, taxidermy I’ve recently returned from a trip down south. Douglas, to be specific. It’s Wyoming State Fair time and my boys…
Introspections ‘What’s the salt on that caramel?’ and other useful phrases There are some who think I have my own language. This is probably because I make up words to suit…
Community Introspections We don’t just sound the alarm I just saw a very funny commercial. Almost as funny as the one from Geico with the mom calling the…
Community Introspections Resources in sunny climes Have I mentioned that I just returned from sunny California? It was a huge sacrifice to leave Wyoming in March…
Community Dementia Friendly Communities Call me Polly I have been called a Pollyanna. And not always in a kind, supportive way. More in the, “Open your eyes,…