It was a dark and stormy night. Plenty of lousy novels have begun that way, so why not a lousy column?
The rain was coming down faster than Starbucks shares. As I drove, my hands gripping the wheel tighter than Dolly Parton’s jeans, I noticed several minivans passing by from the other direction. Every one of them had a freshly cut, newly bought holiday tree strapped on top.
Then it happened: Just at the moment a particular minivan drove past, I noticed its tree suddenly break free and tumble off onto the side of the road. It was the apparent victim of swirling winds and bungled bungees.
I recently received correspondence from the world-famous waitresses at the Krain restaurant. In the course of their letter explaining the owner’s trials and tribulations with state and county bureaucracies (more about this next week), they claimed the establishment was the oldest restaurant on the Plateau.
There are few countries so eager to acknowledge their faults as this one.
Have you ever heard a holiday song that reminded you of a person, a place or a specific time? Bet you have. I have, too.
There are few countries so eager to acknowledge their faults as this one.
Have you ever heard a holiday song that reminded you of a person, a place or a specific time? Bet you have. I have, too.
Wow! Since the Old Cannery Furniture Warehouse added fireworks to their bridge lighting tradition, attendance at the holiday extravaganza has grown from around 500 to an estimated 4,000 visitors who come to ring in the holiday season in Sumner. And most of that growth has happened in the last two years.
There are few countries so eager to acknowledge their faults as this one.
Have you ever heard a holiday song that reminded you of a person, a place or a specific time? Bet you have. I have, too.
There are few countries so eager to acknowledge their faults as this one.
Have you ever heard a holiday song that reminded you of a person, a place or a specific time? Bet you have. I have, too.
Wow! Since the Old Cannery Furniture Warehouse added fireworks to their bridge lighting tradition, attendance at the holiday extravaganza has grown from around 500 to an estimated 4,000 visitors who come to ring in the holiday season in Sumner. And most of that growth has happened in the last two years.
There are few countries so eager to acknowledge their faults as this one.
Have you ever heard a holiday song that reminded you of a person, a place or a specific time? Bet you have. I have, too.
Anytime someone offers a series of ideas for fixing anything, they set themselves up for disagreement and ridicule. But that shouldn’t stop the exchange of ideas on how we might improve our elections, should it? It’s so important, I decided to take that chance and trust the public will be gentle.
Anytime someone offers a series of ideas for fixing anything, they set themselves up for disagreement and ridicule. But that shouldn’t stop the exchange of ideas on how we might improve our elections, should it? It’s so important, I decided to take that chance and trust the public will be gentle.
The approaching Thanksgiving holiday, the state of the economy and a series of events that have occurred in the community and to folks I know, has made me reflective.
There is much to be thankful for downtown this time of year. Now some may be a little surprised at that statement, or they might say, “there goes Shelly again with her Pollyanna attitude.” But truly, Sumner really is full of blessings everyone can take advantage of during the holiday season. And the best part is they’re usually free.
This Thanksgiving, many in our country are facing unemployment and home foreclosures. We are wondering what our nation’s new president will do to stop the economic slide and lead our nation to prosperity.
If you’re looking for something dull to read but have already completed the phone book, here’s a great choice: The Plum Book.