I am in the midst of transforming the little nook off the kitchen into my own personal slice of heaven; a coffee bar. In that pursuit, I needed to find the perfect place to house my numerous mismatched coffee mugs, my Keurig, French press, heated frother and those aromatic beans that spur on motivation in the morning.
Janice Vandenberg, a Belding resident, was 33 years old when she had her first experience with Coronary Artery Disease. It was 2008 when she began to feel sick and her arms would ache when she walked.
Despite mold leading to the groundbreaking discovery of lifesaving antibiotics, it can be an unhealthy nuisance when it encroaches the home.
Imagine using cardboard to line a pair of shoes because the soles had worn down. Imagine spreading lard across bread sprinkled with brown sugar as an afternoon snack.
I’ve been working on writing this column for a couple weeks now, which I can tell you is about 13 days more than I usually spend writing (just my little joke, editors!) but it’s on a topic that I care deeply about — learning to love myself.
I broke the law this week.
Well, not really a law like the police would be interested in. At least not the real police. Maybe the fashion police. This was more of a style law. Or a rule, really. An out dated rule, if you ask me.
Jim and Kathy Bellmer exchanged vows on July 9. With the long, balmy nights of summer, celebrating nuptials may not be that extraordinary, but how the Bellmers chose to do so just might be.
This was not the couple’s first wedding, and because they were older and established, they opted to gift the money they received at their reception to Area 6 Special Olympics, which supports the Montcalm and Ionia county areas.
When people ask me what I am currently reading, I often struggle to answer. Do I give them the solid answer of the latest non-fiction historical book? Or should I mention something a little less safe, more trashy and much more fun?
My best friend, Steph, is getting married today.
She is getting married, I’m married and my other best friends are married. I have friends my age that have kids — on purpose. I look around at my life and can’t help but wonder…whose idea was it to put us in charge?
It feels like it was only a month ago that I had to depend on direction and care from adults.
The first time I remember thinking that the way I was growing up was a little different than how other kids were growing up was in elementary school.
We were making a gift to bring home for Mother’s Day. I think it was a clay apple necklace that we had to form and then give to the teacher to be fired in a kiln. I asked the teacher who I should make my necklace for, because I couldn’t make it for my dad and I didn’t have a mom.