In all the years I’ve lived in Redding, one week ago was my first time to join thousands of other cars for a drive-through community barbecue in Caldwell Park to purchase Styrofoam containers full of barbecued tri-tip or chicken, along… Continue Reading
The mistake wouldn’t have happened, except I was in a hurry to attend my granddaughter’s volleyball game. The realization of my error hit me about five minutes into my drive as I blissfully reached my hand out to the right;… Continue Reading
When trust is broken, there’s almost no regaining it, especially when the relationship lasts as long as mine; nine years. As I look back over those years, I wonder if things might have been different had I shown more gratitude… Continue Reading
The North State’s hot weather can leave any time now. Seriously. I’ve had it. I’ve never denied that I’m a heat weenie. But I don’t think I’ve ever admitted how much I hate our North State’s summers. Really. I hate… Continue Reading
Nearly 1,700 athletes and thousands more spectators and volunteers converged upon Redding, California, over the weekend to participate in the city’s first-ever Ironman 70.3 triathlon event. Technically, although the event is billed as a triathlon, the running portion is equivalent… Continue Reading
Like all edible novelties, I approached my first charcuterie-board experience with curiosity. First, I had to learn how to pronounce the darn thing: “Char cute er what?” According to Wikipedia, the word charcuterie is French, and combines “chair” (flesh or… Continue Reading
I’m a good cook, but I wouldn’t dream of bringing homemade ice cream to a family gathering. I know my place. That honor is reserved for twin Shelly Siler, who’s mastered the art of making a delicious homemade vanilla ice cream. Continue Reading
It’s an unspoken North State rule that we residents don’t complain about our unbearable heat. To do so is considered whiney and in poor form. Instead, we keep our mouths shut and endure successive triple-digit temperatures as if we aren’t… Continue Reading
My bits-and-pieces file is full, so it’s time to purge. First up, I realize this is a bratty, First-World “problem” to mention, but Costco forced me to do what I never wanted to do: shop online. But I had no… Continue Reading
Just when I think I’ve heard the last of my former last name, someone at a July 4th party asked one of my least favorite questions: “Didn’t you used to be Doni Greenberg?” Arrggh. Yes. At this point I’ve been… Continue Reading
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