I write this note the morning after I gathered with about forty of my classmates from my graduating class, the Hermitage High School Class of 1987 (Go Panthers! And yes, I almost x’d out the 87, but hey, age is…
One look at our fantabulous calendar (beginning on page 56), and you’ll know it’s festival season. And costume season. And all things crisp and autumnal season. Heck, Christmas will be here before we know it! (I know, bite my tongue!)…
Or as I like to say, “Hooray! It’s September, and I survived another summer without bankrupting my company or misplacing a child (mine or someone else’s)!” They say it takes a village. I had never really thought I had a…
Well, it is August – what did we expect?! If you’ve read RFM for a few years, you know I refuse to make August a back-to-school issue. After all, there is still a third of summer left! August marks a…
How is it that when the calendar turns from June to July, it feels like there’s a mad dash to get all of those summer bucket-list items accomplished before it’s time to head back to school? RFM’s amazing editor, Karen,…
Have you heard about the latest craze sweeping the nation (other than fidget spinners and slime)? It’s painting and hiding rocks! Cities from coast to coast have groups dedicated to this artsy family project, and Richmond has joined in on…
Yes indeed, it’s finally here, in all its steamy glory. If you’re the parent of a school-aged kid, a break from lunch-making and homework-helping is coming your way this month, too – yippee! There’s a lot to love about Richmond…
As in, almost the end of the school year. As in, almost the end of elementary school for my firstborn son. What?!! Because I know volunteer opportunities dramatically decrease in middle school, back when school started, I decided I couldn’t…
There are so many events on this month’s RFM calendar, we couldn’t fit them all into this issue, so be sure to hit our online calendar for more fun ways to get out and enjoy Richmond! As the weather warms…
I can hardly wait for March 12 – that’s the day we’ll spring forward, and for one day, I will be perfectly willing to give up an hour of precious sleep for a good cause. Who doesn’t love more daylight…
