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Conservatory Green Block Captain Anne Walker has been an ideal block captain. She has kept her neighbors informed on community meetings and updates, helped initiate acquiring neighborhood watch signs, as well as organized a team for the annual Stapleton Kickball Tournament. “She has been basically everything you can ask for in a block captain,” said neighbor Julia Dillingham. “She simply made a mistake that you really can’t recover from. Is there a chance she could lead us again? Certainly, but not in the near future.” [Read more…] about Block Captain Relieved of Duties After Suggesting Dry Block Party

Stapleton, with all of its tremendous parents and kids, is bound to have a few bad apples. You have probably seen them running amuck at the grocery store, or possibly even squirting you with a squirt gun at the pool without your consent. These kids play at the many Stapleton pocket parks, and are typically the ones running over the little kids at parks for which they are too old. The Stapleton MCA security has finally figured out a way to deal with these unruly children. [Read more…] about 26th Ave Park to Have Play Area for “Bad Kids”

It used to be that sponsorship levels were pretty universal. You had Gold, Silver, and Bronze. More perks at the high end, but everyone felt like winners. Then, organizations added a Platinum level at the top, and others introduced ‘presenting sponsors.’ Anyway you cut it, the top sponsors felt great, and the lower end sponsors still felt good. [Read more…] about Local Schools Change Sponsorship Levels to Degrade Those Giving Less

Stapleton resident Mandy Hanson looks forward to the Stapleton garage sale every year. “You can get so many things at great prices,” says Hanson. “People are simply looking for an easy way to get rid of the stuff they no longer need in their homes. So, if they can get a little money for the items they are happy. There are some really great deals.” Hanson uses the garage sale to purchase large items such as couches, chairs, desks, etc., but the sales have been most helpful for Hanson when acquiring clothes and toys for her kids. [Read more…] about Stapleton Garage Sale: Shrewd Stapleton Mom Successfully Negotiates Price of $3 Salsa Dish Down to $2

This past Saturday, an unidentified homeless man wandered into the Williams Family Dentistry. The alarms went off, but the man was undeterred. He needed a cup of coffee. He grabbed one of the Keurig cups, started the coffee maker and patiently waited for his coffee. After he got his cup, he calmly left the scene and continued his walk. [Read more…] about Homeless Man: “Coffee at Williams Family Dentistry Worth the Walk”

Stapleton homeowner Greg Gill has no interest in yard work. He prefers to use his free time to play with his kids, go to baseball games, or play golf. So, when he realized a week ago that he would finally have to do something about the weeds in his yard, he turned to a higher power. “I’m not religious,” said Gill. “But, I was not excited about doing any yard work, especially when it comes to pulling and spraying weeds. So, in a weak moment, I prayed that the weeds would just go away.” Well, Gill’s prayers were answered when Stapleton experienced a massive barrage of hail storms last week. “It was truly a miracle,” says Gill. “That hail ripped through those dandelions. It was really a beautiful site. Any of them that are alive, are covered by the leaves that were torn from the trees which is an added bonus.” Gill does have some remorse for the terrible hail storms. “My neighbors had just planted some tomatoes, and didn’t have their flowers pulled in, so they kind of got a tough break on that. I guess you could consider it collateral damage, however. It’s not all gonna work out for everybody.” [Read more…] about Prayers Answered: Stapleton Resident’s Weeds Killed by Hail

You all either saw them or tried to sell them. Bizarre garage sale items. Items ranged from an old shoe (not the pair) to miscellaneous toys with missing parts and accessories. Stapleton people were giving other residents and outsiders the opportunity to grab their junk before simply discarding it. The best item I saw was a very old, denim, Buffalo Bills hat. I don’t think the item sold. The Stapletonion wants to know the best items you either sold, tried to sell, or saw for sale. We will post the list of these items in Issue 82 (June 11th) of The Stapletonion. Send items to Stapletonion@gmail.com with the subject line “garage sale.” ]]>

Submission One I’ve always had a potty mouth. Later on, as a mom, I really didn’t let up. This was first demonstrated by my oldest daughter yelling the f-word during mass at 1 ½ years old when she dropped her toy (in front of my mother-in-law who is very Catholic and very southern and very proper, I might add). Now, as a mom-of-three, it’s just a coping mechanism – swearing – some words just make me feel better. Or, sometimes there is no other word that fits or accurately expresses what I’m trying to say or what I feel. I don’t swear AT my kids, I swear AROUND them. It’s just cathartic…and they’ve grown used to it (though started to comment on it). “Where the hell are my keys?” “F’ing dog – she sh*t the floor again!” “Dammit – I forgot to pick up milk!” My favorite? “Are you f’ing kidding me” said to no one in particular – the food I just burned, the mess I just made, the errand I forgot to run, the ridiculous email I receive, or the bad driver in front of me. My 8-year old said it for me once this year when something happened and I was staring at a mess without words – she smiled and said, “Are you f’ing kidding me?” I almost peed my pants – but also realized it was time for a change. So I decided to TRY to stop swearing in front of the kids. When I announced my 2014 New Year’s Resolution to stop swearing? My kids were actually excited and cheered me on! After a rocky start, I announced that I was starting a “swear jar,” whereby I would place $1 for every swear word I let slip in front of the kids. Within two weeks it had almost $50. Thereafter, my kids started feeling sorry for me and giving me “freebies.” They’d say, “Mom, you’re frustrated at the plumber or vacuum or whatever, don’t put a dollar in the jar for that one.” Or, “Mom, I was pretty bad and fresh to you this morning, so don’t put any money in the jar for that one.” WTF?!?! My swear job experiment wasn’t helping me, but it was helping teach my children to be empatheticic towards me? That’s a twisted turn of events. How much is in the jar now? Let’s just say that we might be headed for a family dinner at the Capital Grille in the very near future. Submission Two My ten year old son and I went to Chicago. We checked into our hotel room at eight and we were starving. There was a Malnetti’s pizza 5 blocks away. My son and I walked there and a table was a two hour wait so we ordered take out (which was just an hour). We went back to our room and he was exhausted so I locked him in a hotel room so I could pick up the pizza and swing by 7-11 to buy some beer. It seemed perfectly normal to me until I got home and told my friends how delicious the pizza and beer were and my friends focused on me leaving my son alone in Chicago while I wandered around picking up beer and pizza. It is possible that it was a bad parental move. I have been called at work more than once by my kids wanting to know if I am picking them up from school. If it is raining in the morning I drive them and then I forget that they cannot bike home. I was at my son’s school as a guest speaker one time and he interrupted me and I flipped him off. Surprisingly, I am still allowed in the school. ]]>