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Short Sale Transactions from Westlake to Santa Maria
March 3rd, 2010 by Sher Hann Categories: Oak park
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The Santa Maria Mountains
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10 Things to do on a Rainy Day
February 5th, 2010 by Sher Hann Categories: Oak park
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By: Sher Hann
Ten Things You Can Do on a Rainy Day
1. Read a book or the Wall Street Journal.
2. Cook dinner in your Crockpot.
3. Create a Picasa photo album with family photos.
4. Sew on missing buttons.
5. Do a crossword puzzle.
6. Fix something around the house.
7. Catch up on thank-you notes on real cards instead of sending them via e-mail.
8. Part your hair on the opposite side.
9. Catch up with friends on Facebook.
10. Get down on the floor and play with your kids or your dog.
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Lake Tahoe
January 29th, 2010 by Sher Hann Categories: Agoura, Agoura Hills, Agoura Valley Ranch, Westlake Village
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Rolling on the Slopes
View of Lake Tahoe from the top of the Eastridge trail on Mt. Pluto, NorthStar.
By: Sher Hann
“Roll . . . roll . . . roll . . . roll.” This is my mantra on the slopes. I was not born to skiing. In fact, growing up in Pennsylvania, I was not born to any sport. I grew up in the house. I hated the cold and, for that matter, I wasn’t thrilled with summer heat either. So the house it was.
And yet, here I am, on my second week of skiing at Lake Tahoe (the first was earlier in the season – I would never make it 14 days in a row). It’s a miracle – a testament to perseverance and Fossamax.
My first downhill skiing adventure was many years ago at Killington, in Vermont. The first syllable says it all for me. I was supposed to go with two friends, both of whom got the flu, so off I went on my own. The highlight of the trip was skiing into the top of my class, lined up down the hill, thus reaffirming both gravity and the domino theory. I met a ski bum at the lodge who had broken his leg and we spent a couple evenings talking. A safe bet.
These days my family and I ski at NorthStar, on the north side of the Lake Tahoe. Mammoth, it seems, is not a get-away; it’s simply Southern Californians transplanted to a winter location and driving on skis. The north side of lake is less hectic, almost rural.
A ski trip takes you away – from home, from routine, and frankly, from your right mind. Call it high-altitude goofiness. If you’ve ever wondered why skiers have two of everything, it’s because they are always forgetting one of them. This trip I bought new gloves. In another goofy move, I spent all Tuesday afternoon, wondering how I was going to tell my husband I had locked us out of the condo – after we had made a second key to prevent this situation. I tried not to think about it on the slopes. At the end of the day, after we stored our skis, I confessed. “Oh,” he said, “I have the extra key in the car.”
We are back at the condo now for après-ski: a glass of wine, two Motrin, reading and snoring. There are three TVs here with VCRs but no cable TV, and we can’t get the VCRs to work. So we read a lot and listen to music on the radio. We even heard the President’s State of the Union message on the radio.
I am thinking about the day on the slopes. Skiing, strangely, is kind of like politics: the end justifies the means. You look not where you are going but where you want to go. You focus on that downhill spot and roll right, left, right . . . . Whatever happens in between goes up (or down) in a cloud of snow.
Tomorrow we will hit the slopes again, face downhill and roll . . . roll . . . roll.
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Confessions of a Print-aholic
January 21st, 2010 by Sher Hann Categories: Agoura, Agoura Hills, Agoura Valley Ranch
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There is something about holding a paper
Even my little dog, Walter, prefers reading a book to reading online. He is shown hear at story time with a friend
By: Sher Hann
It has been raining all day, and I am finally at home, sitting in front of the fire, a glass a wine in hand, reading, of all things, the newspaper. Ink on the fingers, for many years a bane, is now a badge of honor.
I use a computer all day long: reading e-mail, check the MLS, surfing the net, visiting Facebook, reading the headlines on my Google homepage. And I’ll admit that many a morning begins still in bed, with a cup of coffee and my Blackberry in hand, as I scan CNN headlines on my phone. Yet, before I dash out, I am not happy if I cannot hold the Wall Street Journal and, at the very least, read the front-page capsules. A tech column Walter Mossberg, for example, would be a special treat, and I want to read about in the paper, not peruse the Wall Street Journal online.
There is something about holding a newspaper, book or magazine that a screen cannot satisfy. A screen does not bend to the touch. It doesn’t flutter closed as I jump up to pull my little dog, Walter, from the edge of the fire (where he looks like just another log on the hearth) and holding a laptop is not comfortable when I lounge on the sofa. Not even a Nook can do this (although I do admire the Kate Spade Nook covers at Barnes & Noble).
Tomorrow I will most likely succumb to the urge to buy a book, I am sure. Two things drive me to read a book: bad weather or being sick. I will brave the rain to check into Barnes & Noble, where I will buy a cappuccino, peruse the latest mysteries and select some very cheap entertainment: a book, to be touched, read, savored and remembered in a way that instant articles never can be. I will take my new book home, enjoy a warm fire, pluck little Walter from its edge, and read … and read … and read.
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New Farmers Markets Westlake Village, Agoura Hills
August 22nd, 2009 by Sher Hann Categories: Three Springs
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Love Fresh Veggies, Herbs and Flowers? Visit These New Farmers Markets
By: Sher Han
Fresh Lavender
Sun., Sept. 20 Westlake Village residents can shop at a farmers market in the parking lot at the Village Glen shopping center at Agoura Road and Village Glen in the Thousand Oaks portion of Westlake Village. Although the Village Glen shopping center is technically in Thousand Oaks, the market is geared toward Westlake Village residents.
Aug. 23 Agoura Hills City Mall on Kanan Road, where artisan cheeses and rustic breads will also be available for sale. The Agoura Hills City Mall is “uniquely situated” in the city, near enough for residents to walk or ride their bikes. Morton said the market will add a little European flair to Agoura Hills.
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