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Ever heard of the Zombie drink? I hadn’t until the other day, but we will be offering it at our zombie golf nights and while supplies last afterwards! Zombie golf will be October 14 and 28th and is part of a fundraiser for the West Valley FCCLA club. We will be providing $10 per player

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“DAD!!! I CAN’T FIND MY SHOE!” Although this statement has developed as I have throughout the years (now it’s more of a “MOM, HAVE YOU SEEN MY CAR KEYS? I CAN’T FIND THEM ANYWHERE!”), I’m still my parents’ little girl and we’re still getting ready to send me off to school this year. For the

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Howdy, River Ridge Family!!   I am so excited to tell you about the amazing opportunity that God has brought before us. For the next few months, we will be doing a change drive for Life Choices Pregnancy Medical Center. I am sure when you hear that, you think of Planned Parenthood. There are NO

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The Naches Valley High School Class of 1967 held their 50 year reunion at the restaurant last night, and it was awesome! Their bouquets looked fabulous with the yellow and white flowers and blue jars to match their school colors, along with the blue “NHS ‘67” flags. Each table was also scattered with blue and

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I love Christmas.  Love, love, love.  I love Christmas so much, in order to make sure the family got together in a way that was meaningful and significant, I took it upon myself to host the party. [The perfectionist’s motto is “If you want something done right, you’ve got to do it yourself,” and I

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Christmas is coming!  (Yes, it’s only September, but keep reading.) My dad is one of ten kids.  I counted once, and I have over 60 first cousins. That’s a lot of people. While Grandma was alive, we celebrated Christmas at her house, with Grandpa and all the family. ALL.  The family.

Imagine you were walking down the street, looking for a mini-mart to purchase a soda. (Or, if you’re me, a bigass cup of coffee.) In the doorway of the first store you pass, there is an angry, hateful, pissy looking man propped against the door frame, a grungy apron around his neck and pulled tight across

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