Thursday, Feb. 9 10:30 a.m.-noon Excelsior Springs Community Room Let your creativity flow with activities surrounding this childhood favorite craft item.
is a mature adult gray and white male. He’s been living a solo outdoor lifestyle, but he really wants his own special person to hang out with and talk to! (And he’s a GREAT conversationalist!) Alan’s $95 adoption fee includes neuter, vaccinations and combo test.
Most everyone knows that February is Black History Month – a story that began more than 100 years ago – in 1915 – 50 years after the 13th Amendment abolished slavery in this country. For years it was known as Black History Week – effectively the second week of February, which coincides with the actual birthdate of Abraham Lincoln (Feb.
Although a December 2021 audit of City of Homestead Village financial records revealed theft of “at least $4,348” had occurred, city officials report there has still been no action taken by the prosecuting attorney against Homestead Village’s former city clerk. During the latest Homestead Village Council meeting, members discussed their desire to have legal action taken against the clerk.
The Immunization clinic is March 2 for high school and middle school students. Students entering twelth grade are due for second Meningococcal vaccine, students entering eighth grade are due for Tdap and first Meningococcal vaccine.
The Hardin-Central School District challenged the Orrick School District to a donation drive challenge. Although Hardin-Central School District Superintendent Trey Cavanah said there were no winners due to the number of items donated, nearly $800 was raised and 800 items were donated, he said.
If asked to describe the favored foods of Valentine’s Day in a single word, “decadent” might prove the most apt descriptor. This Valentine’s Day, couples can share their love for decadent delights by working alongside one another to whip up this recipe for “Devil’s Food Layer Cake” from Elisabeth M. Prueitt and Chad Robertson’s “Tartine” (Chronicle Books).
Waking up this morning, pulling the covers over my head as we all did as a child. As the lights were turned on. Blinded through the cloth, the light twinkled through the threads. Reminded by reality – we’re adults.
It was snowing hard, the way it almost never does anymore, and I decided I needed to go for my walk, heedless of the weather. “I probably won’t be gone long!” I texted a friend in California as I headed out the door looking like an Arctic explorer.