That golden guy had his big night out last Sunday when Ellen DeGeneres hosted the 86th Academy Award ceremony at Hollywood's Dolby Theatre. Thank goodness Friday's and Saturday's deluge had abated and didn't flood the red carpet arrivals of the stars.
It is all over — the 2014 Winter Olympics are in the past. The colorful tents have been packed up and put away for four years before the big show opens again in Pyeongchang, South Korea in 2018.
Our town's Olympian, luger Kate Hansen, became a media darling of the games. Everyone is talking about her dance moves that she used to warm up for her luge slide down the track. Beyonce is her music idol and last Thursday morning the America Online home page even published her...
Yay! The Winter Olympic Games are now open in Sochi, Russia. I admit that I'm addicted to the games — be they summer or winter editions. However, my favorites are the winter games, so I'm keeping a close watch on the events as well as the athletes, especially our own hometown Olympian ...
I'm sure people on the East Coast must have been dismayed Sunday when Punxsutawney Phil (the most famous groundhog of all) was routed out of his sleeping burrow on Sunday and was so irritated at seeing his shadow that he just wanted to go back to sleep. You know what that means, right? There will be...
All aboard! This New Year's train is leaving the station and chugging into February with a carload of hearts and flowers.
This past long weekend I decided to gather up my dog Lola and get out of town. We headed along El Camino Real to beautiful Santa Barbara to visit the "Queen of the Missions" and my twin sister, Elaine, along with her husband, Larry.
We have reached the middle of the first month of this new year — went pretty quickly, huh?
What an exciting New Year celebration it was for me this year. My good friends Mary and Larry Libhardt, who live in Minnesota, decided to leave the ice scrapers behind and head for sunny California and the Rose Parade.
Happy New Year! I want to know where 2013 went. It passed by in a flash, just like a speeding bullet. Isn’t there some way that we can slow down this train?
Christmas day has come and gone. What a busy and fun time I had this year in making sure that the Santa gifts from me were wrapped and ready for my five grandchildren — Aidan, Lucan, Morgan, Catherine and Ryan.
Hard to believe but Christmas day is just six days away! There just wasn't enough time between Thanksgiving and Christmas to get everything done and I'm still scrambling.
Ho, Ho, Ho — 'Tis the season. It's party time in the foothills. Last Friday night it was the annual Festival in Lights at Memorial Park. Santa Claus arrived by sheriff's patrol car and greeted the assembled crowd. Carols were sung by the school kids and the Miss La Cañada Flintridge...
As I write this I have watched several cars go by my house with fresh Christmas trees tied to the tops of their cars. Our community is getting ready for the festive season. Last Friday our neighboring village of Montrose lit its tree-lined Honolulu Avenue with tiny white lights. Carolers strolled...
I'm writing this column before Thanksgiving Day, but you will read it on turkey day or over the weekend. I hope you have a wonderful holiday. I'm excited to celebrate this Thanksgiving with my extended family — all 25 of them. I can provide details next week.
This past weekend I felt like autumn was trying very hard — at last — to get a foothold in our community. Last Saturday heavy gray clouds hung overhead and a brisk breeze sent fallen leaves playing tag down the street.
On Monday morning, Veterans Day, I was so focused on my computer screen that it seemed that the rest of the world had disappeared. Like a pesky fly, a low but persistent sound penetrated my consciousness.
Hundreds of costumed children made their way to my doorstep last Thursday night for Halloween treats. I ran out of the goodies earlier than expected so this witch had to shut off the lights and pretend she wasn’t at home.
The Oakmont League of Glendale on Oct. 18 held a luncheon in the beautiful home of member Lynn Dittrick. Lynn's home was festively decorated for the autumn season.
This past weekend I escaped from our peaceful community to a different adventure. I packed up my fuzzy white dog, Lola, and we went to Santa Barbara to visit my sister, Elaine, and her husband, Larry.
Oh, I did love our rainy day last week. As soon as I heard the pitter-pat of rain on the roof, I raced to turn on the fireplace in the living room, brewed a cup of aromatic spiced tea and a grabbed a good book. It is my idea of perfect rainy day fun.
We are just rounding the corner of the second week of October and there's scarcely a colored leaf in sight.
Autumn arrived last Sunday at exactly 1:44 p.m. Did you notice? Last weekend was such a delight because our little world here in the foothills had a different feel to it. Even my garden looked different.
I skipped out of town this past weekend to visit my sister in San Clemente. It was an amazing weather change from the foothills, with fog blowing by the windows and cool enough for me to have to borrow woolly socks from her to put on my feet. I even had to put a wrap on to keep my neck and shoulders...
Whew! I'm exhausted from the unrelenting heat. This has been quite the late-summer siege. I know that some of you thrive in this kind of weather but for me, it is torture. Here in my very old house, the slightly younger but still antiquated air conditioner tries really hard, but it just can't make...
Come on, enough already! This humid weather makes me feel like I’m in the middle of a Mississippi summer — and that isn’t my cup of tea, even if you put sugar in it.
Oh no! Summer is slipping away and we have to face reality — no more music in La Cañada's Descanso Gardens or Memorial Park until next year. The music just died this weekend. But it's fair to say that it went out on a high note.
The music beat goes on. Kristin Korb, a bassist and vocalist, enchanted music lovers on Aug. 15 at Descanso Gardens' Music on the Main jazz series, which has been attracting guests on Thursday evenings this summer.
What fabulous, cool weather we have had during the first part of this month. Whoever thought that those two words would ever describe August weather in our area, for crying out loud? I hope my words don't jinx the situation.
As the old saying goes, let's let those sleeping dogs lie. My pooch, Lola, was all set with her new short haircut for the hot weather that was supposed to come with the onset of the dog days of summer. What a surprise for the two of us, we had June gloom weather and my little dog just wanted to stay...
Slowly, ever so slowly, we are crawling into the dog days of summer. The weather, just as the Greeks and Romans scripted them, is hot, humid and sometimes evil.
On Sunday, even before I opened my eyes, I knew that it was going to be a different kind of summer day. The breeze coming through the window was cool and fragrant. The birds in the trees outside seemed to be happier than usual, and chirping loudly.
Flickering lights illuminated Descanso Gardens last Saturday evening as 250 guests enjoyed a new kind of benefit called "Light Up the Night."
Oh my, Mother Nature is stirring the pot a wee bit too vigorously. Oppressive heat and melting humidity have been the ingredients for her bubbling summer stew.
As of last week, summer is officially here. Get ready for the temps to rise. In fact we might be hitting the 100-plus mark sooner than I would like, I can assure you.
The "tween" social season (between spring and summer) has been so busy it would make most people's heads spin. It certainly has my brain buzzing.
Our city's Fiesta Days celebrations last weekend were bigger and better than ever! There was one wonderful event after another. I liked it all, but my absolute favorite was Sunday night's fireworks show, sponsored by the Allen Lund Co., which is based right here in town.
I had a play date with my daughter, Heather, on Mother's Day weekend, a fun escape to San Francisco. On Saturday, the morning fog blanketed the city and the foghorns called out their mournful cry, giving the city such an eerie feeling.
I hope that all of you have your air conditioning ducts and filters clean and thermostats calibrated in readiness for the heat wave that has been forecast for this weekend. It's hard to believe that high temps will be here so soon.
It was a lovely warm March day when the La Cañada Thursday Club held its annual fashion show luncheon.
It was with great, generous spirits that more than 300 area residents who love fine dining joined forces to make a difference for youngsters in need of mental health and other therapeutic support services as part of Hathaway-Sycamores Child and Family Services’ annual fundraiser —...
I made a getaway to Santa Barbara to visit my twin sister and her family over the weekend. It was foggy in the mornings but beautiful and sunny in the afternoon, when the sea sparkled.
Our clocks sprang forward Sunday and in honor of that happening, we have been basking in spring-like weather for the past few days. I hope you are enjoying this preview of the season.
Wow, I certainly liked our spring-like weather last weekend. I opened up all the windows and doors in the house in order to chase the winter doldrums out and let the fresh air of the season in.
It could have been a sophisticated nightclub in the 1930s or ‘40s with comfortable lounge seating, creative cocktails to quaff and a crooner singing American Songbook classics — but it wasn’t. Instead it was a “Knight” club, and the cocktail was called a “Marti-...
I certainly did enjoy our balmy weekend. I decided to cure myself of cabin fever and settled into the backyard patio, where I plopped myself into the swing and basked in the warm sunshine.
Today is Cupid's big show — one chock full of hearts and flowers and cards filled with elaborate and sometimes funny professions of love. I hope that this chubby icon found his way to your mailbox or doorstep.
Sunday's Super Bowl XLVII is now history. It was an exciting game with plenty of brawling. In fact, for a minute I thought I was watching a hockey game.
Were you howling at the moon last Saturday night? We enjoyed the first full moon of 2013. Not that I usually pay any attention to the names of the full moons throughout the year, but this moon is known as the “Full Wolf Moon.” The Algonquin and Sioux tribes thus named it. Of course I...
After experiencing the deep freeze of last week, this weekend's sunshine was so welcome. On Sunday morning I sat in my outdoor patio swing and finished up an epic 3,435-page book I had been reading for some time. The book, simply called "New York," had a good ending, and my world seemed blissful.