Today was the first day I canvassed the neighborhoods in my district. I got out a map on my phone and started in and around my neighborhood. My two daughters helped me hand out flyers and talk to the folks!
I had some great conversations, many well wishes and greetings, and met a lot of dogs!
This is definitely the way to find out what’s important to my constituents. From the library to fracking to the new housing developments coming in to education and the police and much more, I heard from you! This is the only way I’m going to find out if I don’t knock and listen.
I appreciate all the wonderful conversations I had and well wishes. I loved meeting the neighbors and learning about them and their lives. It was truly a privilege today and I can’t wait to continue this tomorrow and every day until I’m either out of flyers or have hit all my constituents!
Leaving flyers
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Thank you all and I look forward to tomorrow and more great conversations!
Women of Aviation, an organization dedicated to getting more girls into flying and aviation, come to the Northern Colorado Regional Airport for the first time this week. As part of Women of Aviation Worldwide Week (WOAW), girls and women of all ages were able to fly either in an airplane or helicopter for free.
Their stated mission: “Most pilots owe their start in aviation to another pilot who noticed their interest and offered them a ‘ride’.
Fly It Forward® is a call of action to all pilots to extend the tradition to girls and women. During Women Of Aviation Worldwide Week, pilots are invited to give girls and women who have never flown in a small aircraft previously, a first flight experience. The goal of Fly It Forward® is to spark aviation vocations among the female population.”
My girls and I were lucky enough to secure a spot and yesterday we flew!
This was pre-flight as you can tell by the smile on my face!
Our pilot was an older gentleman named John. He oriented us to his airplane (one that sat only 4) and got us seated. He started up and we taxied to the end of the runway. Here, he takes out a pre-checklist before we take off. Then he gets out and inspects his engine. Things all pilots due, but seeing it in action made me nervous.
Off we went. We told him we lived in Windsor, so he flew us overhead to find our house. My middle daughter was the co-pilot, and she actually got to fly for a bit. My girls have never flown before (except when they were babies), so they were super excited.
Me? Not so much. I get airsick every time I fly and did everything possible to get out of this. I kept saying how we were all going to crash and die and I didn’t want to leave my husband and son alone and what if Mommy just stayed behind and took photos and waved from the safety and security of the unmoving earth beneath my feet…
But my girls were having none of it.
Needless to say, I enjoyed the flight for a grand total of 3 minutes. Then the air around me became oppressive. I started to sweat profusely. My head hurt and started swimming. My stomach churned and the nausea bag was within reach, thank God. We had to return a few minutes early because I had visions of me puking in this tiny plane and ruining the experience for all involved. I put my head in my hands the rest of the flight and prayed.
We touched down, and I ran to the bathroom. Not a pretty sight.
I had a massive headache for hours afterwards, and even after I ate and drank, I felt horrible.
I swore off flying for good, wondering why I choose to torture myself like this…
On the flip side, my daughters had a great time, loved every minute of it, and wanted to go again.
“Thanks, Mom! That was awesome! Everything looks so different from the air! I got to fly! Did you see our house from the air?! That was so cool!”
The sacrifices I make for my children once again go unnoticed, unappreciated, and disregarded.
Last night, the candidates for Town Board were briefed by the heads of all the departments of the Town of Windsor. From the Acting Town Manager to the Director of Public Works, Director of Parks, Recreation, and Culture to the Chief of Police, everyone was kind enough to brief us on their multi-faceted fields.
I was thoroughly impressed. Many of these heads have decades of experience in Windsor and know their jobs inside and out. Consummate professionals, all stayed late to help us understand their function in keeping the Town of Windsor running smoothly.
All the employees of the Town of Windsor have one thing in common: love of community. You could sense the pride they all hold for this Town and their role in it as they spoke. I feel overwhelmingly blessed to live in such an amazing, beautiful, and caring place.
I would be honored to be entrusted by the amazing citizens of this Town to continue the good work that has been done and is being done by all the public officials who make this Town great. I would be dedicated to this task with all my heart and soul.
If elected, my primary goal is to make your life easier. We are pulled in so many directions these days that the last thing you want to worry about is how your Town is doing. My job will be to listen to your feedback and to manage Windsor’s challenges in a fiscally responsible manner. Fostering community events, managing traffic and construction concerns, promoting more affordable housing and business growth, and maintaining quality education and amenities are my top priorities.
Water. Air quality. The Mill. Rocky Mountain Sports Park. Raindance. All huge and at times complex undertakings that it takes months (even years) to address. My goal is to address these for you. From the big picture to the little details I’ll put in the work so you all can enjoy your precious free time more when you’re out and about in Windsor and beyond.
Your litmus test and my definition of success: Town matters run so smoothly you are unaware of their implementations.
I had such a good time, getting to know the boys and watching them grow as players. It was truly an honor to watch.
My son broke his finger yesterday playing football at school, so he didn’t get to play. He was bummed, but was very gracious through it all.
We lost all of our games except the last one. It was fun to watch the boys grow and progress. The last game was fun to watch as the boys moved the ball well and had great shots. We had a party afterwards to celebrate our season. More importantly, their characters grew.
The only significant thing about the present moment is who you become in the process, and the impact you have on others.
I hope the boys had fun and learned something despite my ignorance of the game. I will truly miss seeing them! Thanks, boys, for giving it your all each and every day! I wish you all the best in the future!
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