You know that Progressive Insurance commercial that humorously depicts a “Parent-Life Coach” advising young homeowners on how to avoid turning into their parents? When the coach corrects homeowners to not chime in on strangers’ conversations, it made me realize, I’ve totally become my mother. (But I’m OK with it, because my mom was awesome.)
Another year is coming to an end… which always makes me reflect on all the things that occurred in the past 12 months.
First off, let me wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving. I hope it’s filled with some of my favorite F-words…family, friends, fun, food and football.
Well, how did that happen? Another month has gone by and I have found another reason not to write the AI column I keep going on about. Next month. By then I’ll have better concrete examples of how I’ve been using it.
There are many organizations that provide assistance to veterans and civilians alike, and they are located all around the state.
This is one of my favorite weeks of the year. It’s the one week that brings out the kid in all of us as Boulder City ushers in the holiday season with a flurry of festive activities. I can’t wait.
I love Thanksgiving. It always gives me good reason to pause, contemplate and express gratitude for the many wonderful blessings that fill my life. Last week, I made a personal Top 10 list of some of my favorite things to be thankful for. And this week I’d like to add one of my favorite things about Boulder City — specifically, its many dazzling vistas, view points and overlooks.
Doing my research for this article I came across a very interesting website that should be required reading for all Boulder City residents — http://www.bcnv.org/DocumentCenter/Home/View/106. However, nowhere could I find information about the origins of the Boulder City Pool, which is sad as the pool has many enthusiastic customers who keep asking when are we getting our promised new pool?
There are many agencies that offer the promise of employment to veterans. While few, if any, offer high-paying, executive level positions, they are often good starting points for newly minted veterans and part-time National Guard members and reservists. One site I suggest is sponsored by the Veterans of Foreign Wars and can be accessed at VetJobs.com.
We need to consider the future supply of water in plans for growth in Boulder City. Boulder City used over 3 billion gallons of water so far this year (about 550 gallons per person per day). Residential consumption was about 200 gallons per person per day. None of this water is returned to Lake Mead. In the Las Vegas Valley water use is about 100 gallons per person per day because about 50 percent of the water removed from Lake Mead is returned to the lake.
My throwback Thursday piece has a lot to offer if you’re seeking a good movie on this Thanksgiving weekend.
It has now been nine days since the nation elected a new president. Donald Trump will be the 45th president of the United States.
Boulder City, like many other communities, has a provision for small-business owners to conduct work from their home addresses, and there are certain rules to carry out the day-to-day activities related to those businesses. What is not well-known by many small-business owners is how those businesses are managed.
“Hope needs some help.” I heard that sentence the other day from a talk show host. He added that he is always hopeful but not an optimist. His words got me to thinking.
After an almost four-year saga, the part of Boulder City code that allowed dog owners to have their dogs off-leash in public as long as they were under verbal control practically (though not officially) goes away as of Dec. 4.
Getting the old Bullock Field Navy Hangar onto the National Registry of Historic Places has been on the radar of the Boulder City Historic Preservation Commission for about a year and a half and earlier this month, the city council agreed.
Earlier this year, the city council voted to reverse a planning commission decision. It was not of note because no one in the ranks of city staff could remember such a reversal ever having happened in the time they worked for the city.
You know that Progressive Insurance commercial that humorously depicts a “Parent-Life Coach” advising young homeowners on how to avoid turning into their parents? When the coach corrects homeowners to not chime in on strangers’ conversations, it made me realize, I’ve totally become my mother. (But I’m OK with it, because my mom was awesome.)
