You tell your family that it's time to live within your means.
Dead man eating. That's how the public health advocacy organization known as the Environmental Working Group would probably describe me.
Editor's note: Sharyn Bloudoff, an 11th grader with Castle School (home school) and daughter of Dean and Sharyle Bloudoff was the first place winner in the high school division of the National Flag Day Foundation's 2011 essay contest "What Our Flag Means to Me." The following is her winning essay:
Here is the $1.2 million question: Does anyone on the Manteca City Council have the stomach to take a calculated risk to preserve municipal service levels for another year by saving the jobs of six firefighters and at least some of the 10 other municipal workers due to be laid off on July 1 in order to balance the budget?
It was one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen: My sister leaving UC Davis Medical Center in a wheelchair Sunday afternoon.
Do you drink alcohol? Perhaps you smoke cigarettes. Maybe you drive a vehicle. Do you earn a pay check? Are you among the folks who buy items at retail stores or dine in restaurants?
Most of life is done by rote.
Imagine the City of Manteca having to spend $3.5 million to cover a bond payment because The Promenade Shops at Orchard Valley isn't finished.
Does anyone really want to see Manteca lose six firefighters?
Ready for to hear a couple of dirty little secrets?
Clenched fist knuckle pushups into the hot asphalt was just one of the challenges Heather Lundbom faced in the California Highway Patrol Academy that graduated only six women recently out of the 68 who were actually sworn-in as traffic officers.
A unique Central Valley gem encompassing 258 acres awaits those venturing to the southern end of Austin Road.
How would you view a teacher taking class time to have her third grade students write legislators to protest cuts to education and to raise the budget?
I should be dead.
"Wow, you still have a flip phone? That's almost prehistoric."
Early February in the Northern San Joaquin Valley can drive you crazy if you let it.
Ready for the ultimate fish fry?
It's only fitting to start your diatribe about how racist the school system is by making a racist statement of your own.
Connect the dots.
Perhaps you don't like the new medians on Louise Avenue.
I ran for the school board back in the 1990s. My claim to fame was an endorsement from the Stockton Record (the Bulletin does not endorse for local races) and I thought I stood a decent chance. I am not wrong often, but boy did I misjudge that one.