Parental gatekeeping occurs when one parent sees the other parent as less than competent when it comes to caring for a child and feels the need to control or restrict the child’s interaction with the other parent. This can occur whether parents are living together or apart. More often than not, it is mothers who tend to be gatekeepers, but fathers can be as well.
Every morning I lived at my parents’ home, my mom would greet me with, “Good Morning to you. Good morning, sweet Stephanie. Good morning to you.” Followed by “Rise and shine and give God the glory” and ending with “This is the day, this is the day that the Lord has made!” I must admit that this ritual was OK when I was little, but as I grew into my teen years, it annoyed the heck out of me. Now I look back on those times fondly and remember the way my mother would start the day for me.
Hantavirus. Tularemia. Plague. Though rare, there have been more cases of these life-threatening diseases than usual in Colorado. All three involve exposure to animals such as rodents and rabbits. Recent cases have not been reported in Moffat or Routt counties, but some have occurred in nearby areas.
I guess that’s sort of a trick question. Maybe a better question is how do you live faith? Either way, the answer, for me, is something one of my pastors said….often: Faith is spelled R-I-S-K.
Life can be hectic for everyone. Take ranchers, for example. This time of the year there are cows to check and to move from pasture to pasture, fences to repair, livestock water to check (and sometimes to haul), hay to put up, and then all the chores to keep the household going. If this is coupled with work outside the ranch, there’s even more hurry, hurry, hurry to get it all done.
Of all of the butters and jellies my mother canned, I remember Apple Butter the most. A favorite after school snack was fresh-baked bread, buttered first and then spread with Apple Butter. Most of the time Mom made the butter with windfall apples. (She never wasted anything.)
It’s summer, the time of year I find myself seeking out the cool shade of higher elevations by visiting Routt and White River National Forests. When I approach a forest boundary, the wooden yellow and brown signs make me nostalgic for quaking aspens, mountain wildflowers, afternoon thunderstorms, campfire s'mores, brown and green uniforms topped by funny old fashioned hats and, of course, the Forest Service’s iconic animal mascots.
So, I've been doing a lot of fantasy football mock drafts, and they're essentially practice drafts. I've noticed a few things in these 12 or so mock drafts and thought I'd share them with you.
In 1921, Craig’s very own Company A of the Colorado National Guard was mustered into service. Before World War II the National Guard was organized along the lines of local communities. As Craig developed, it enthusiastically provided men to the National Guard.
Rep. Bob Rankin's Under the Dome: The legislative session has ended — Time for those yearly check-ups
Now that the legislative session is over, Joyce and I are spending time at home catching up on overdue home and body maintenance. I’ve had the necessity and the opportunity to experience our valley’s health care system, and that experience has caused me to reflect on what the people in the waiting room with me are also experiencing. I get tired of repeatedly filling out the same forms, but I’ve met some great people and come to appreciate once again the quality of health care available if we can just navigate insurance, be covered by Medicaid or Medicare, pay deductibles, or with no insurance, pay for services.
There’s a universal language in comedy that people intrinsically understand. Whether it’s someone flirting with a fire hydrant or getting repeatedly smacked in the face to remove a bee, some characters and situations are just unavoidably funny. Don’t bother to question it; just watch a movie like “Minions” and know your intuition to chuckle is correct.
This week’s column salutes a cat — not just any ordinary cat, either. Pete is a blackish-blue cat with light brown eyes that take up most of his face. He sometimes wears clothes over his slender body. In short, he’s one cool cat.
Our freedoms allow us to debate tough topics in society. Various issues provide more than enough potential emotional ammunition to mow down any type of rational debate. Agree or disagree, the discussion is blunted when personal accusations are made that put the brakes on what our country has always valued — the free exchange of ideas.
Contrary to what the ancient Romans believed, the Milky Way is not made from the milk of queen goddess Juno, but is the combined light of billions of distant suns unresolved by the human eye. If you look through a pair of binoculars and sweep slowly across the Milky Way, you will rediscover what Galileo did in 1610 — a multitude of faint stars.
When I was a child, I romanticized and daydreamed about so many things. I had visions of how life would be as an adult. I had ideas in my head about where I would get married, where I would live, and especially what my house would look like.