2006

White Rose Gala

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December 2006
If I had managed to forget about the upcoming White Rose Gala on New Year's Eve, it wouldn't last for long. I have been getting daily reminders about this over-the-top celebration for what seems like weeks now. So for those of you who have not been inundated with the details already, read on.

Gerald Ford and The Simpsons

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December 2006
Former President and part-time Vail resident Gerald Ford died on Tuesday, and while pundits discussed Ford's accomplishments and his place in the historical record, all I could think about was his animated appearance on The Simpsons. In the episode called "Two Bad Neighbors," Homer fights with former President George H.W. Bush until Bush finally moves away. And who should move in next? Gerald Ford. Here's the closing sequence:

What a Difference a Year Makes

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December 2006
While the Metro area digs out from last week's blizzard, Denver Mayor John Hickenlooper is still buried under a mound of criticism for how the city handled a storm that closed the airport for an extended period of time and has left many streets still unplowed. Hickenlooper's move to bring a little fun to the situation was a wise decision but probably nothing more than a stopgap measure, because the criticism - fair or not - has only increased in recent days.

A Bumper Car Christmas

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December 2006

Driving around Denver since the blizzard has been an adventure. While main streets like Speer Blvd, Colorado Blvd. and even I-70 and Pena Blvd. to the airport have been clear since Saturday, the side streets are not. During the day, with the sun shining and the ice melting, it hasn't been too bad. But once the sun goes down and the water turns to ice, driving is perilous. As my son said Sunday night, driving home from the Cherry Creek Mall after seeing the movie "The Good Shepherd, "It's like playing bumper cars." And it was. Yet, walking is even more hazardous than driving.

Digging Out

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December 2006

I just discovered the coolest thing. Snow shoes. I've never been snowshoeing before -- I have no idea why or how I've missed out on this -- and I just cruised my neighborhood on a borrowed pair, and they rocked the snowbanks, fully. I currently have a get-out-of-snow-shoveling pass due to the big belly, and while I was standing around watching hubby dig out the driveway, our new neighbor offered to lend me her extra pair of snow shoes so that I could get a little bit of easy exercise. Brilliant. Off we went, trampling down the block, chatting up all of our other neighbors.

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