Local Prince William County first-grader Adrian Fucito gets his big Hollywood break playing Janeane Garofalo’s son in Bad Parents, a witty new satirical comedy film about sports parents behaving badly and a suburban mom who relives her season with the soccer obsessed sports parents whose outrageous “win at all costs” behavior spirals out of control.
Co-starring Christopher Titus, Cheri Oteri and Michael Boatman, Bad Parents has been making waves as an official selection for the Los Angeles Comedy Festival, Austin Film Festival, Gold Coast International Film Festival, Orlando Film Festival and the Chicago Comedy Film Festival, and will make its DC-area premiere at an exclusive 7:30 p.m. screening on Thursday, March 21 at the AMC Hoffman 22 Theater in Alexandria.
About the Film
From tryouts to the State Cup Championship game, Kathy (Janeane Garofalo – SNL, The Truth About Cats & Dogs) is swept up into the mania of competitive, over-involved parents who stop at nothing to ensure their daughters get the playing time and training to make it to the top. Writer/Director Caytha Jentis, with insider authenticity, shares the absurd, yet very real world of suburban youth sports. With humor and heart, she exposes the void in parents’ lives that youth soccer fills. We know these people. They are our friends and neighbors. For everyone who has ever sat on the sidelines of their kids’ sporting events, for anyone who has dared to dream of making it big at any cost, this is your story. Are you THAT parent? http://badparentsmovie.com
Many people say there are not enough hours in the day. I vehemently disagree with this statement. If you ask me, there are not enough hours at night!
Think about it. There are 24 hours in each day. According to the National Sleep Foundation, adults require seven to nine hours of sleep per day, but research says that many adults report less than six hours of sleep per day. So even if we’re getting the recommended amount of sleep, that’s still 18 hours, give or take, spent moving and shaking on a daily basis.
I don’t know about you, but I’m getting tired just thinking about that.
Just imagine your own routine – commuting to work every day to deal with meetings, emails, your demanding boss, then coming home, making dinner, taking care of children and pets, cleaning, laundry, trying to squeeze in a workout… it’s all so exhausting.
And often times, the only thing that keeping me going is my daily nap while slugging.
My power naps are one of the many features of slugging which I consider a great luxury. Not only is it fast, free, and relatively easy to slug, but I can use that time to catch up on some rest while riding, preferably in the backseat.
My fiancé tries to discourage me from sleeping in strangers’ cars because he’s convinced I won’t wake up when the car stops and I’ll wind up a prisoner in some weirdo’s garage. I try to assure him that this has never happened, and if it did, I’m pretty sure the driver or other passenger would wake me up. This actually happened one morning last week, when the passenger in the front seat had dozed off and wasn’t easily awoken when we arrived at L’Enfant Plaza.
“Ma’am?” the male driver said, carefully attempting to rouse the sleeping passenger. I paused for a moment before exiting the backseat to see if she would open her eyes, but she didn’t.
Finally, he gently tapped her shoulder. When she finally woke up, she looked a bit alarmed. She apologized, and seeming embarrassed, grabbed her things to quickly get out of the car. The driver was understanding and sort of laughed it off, unlike one driver I can recall who openly wouldn’t tolerate his passengers sleeping, but I could totally relate to the tired slug’s humiliation.
Once, after a long evening ride to the commuter lot, I was told by the gentleman who slugged in the backseat that he “felt so bad” watching me nod off and wished he could have given me a pillow. I was mortified to picture myself conspicuously falling asleep, my head falling over, right next to the driver. How embarrassing! I must have been such a distraction.
But I honestly can’t help it. I’m just like a baby – put me in a moving vehicle, and BAM! Out like a light. I may not be able to sleep soundly through the night, but the second I get into the passenger’s seat of a car, it’s almost guaranteed that I will fall asleep.
As with most rules, however, there are exceptions to this. Stop-and-go traffic always puts a damper on my evening slug naps, for whatever reason. Until we’re cruising down the highway, I’m wide awake. And like clockwork, I always wake up the second we hit the exit ramp for the commuter lot. It’s as though my body just knows it’s time to wake up.
Recently, I’ve found that books on tape also interfere with my beauty sleep. I’m not sure why this is, especially when I’m not at all interested in the topic, but I find myself completely unable to turn my brain off with any sort of commentary in the background. It’s the same reason I can’t fall asleep with the television on, regardless of the volume.
Normally, I have no complaints about what a driver chooses to play on the radio while I slug happily along, but I suppose audio books are the one exception. Audio books and complete radio silence are on my overall short list of pet peeves while slugging. For whatever reason, both interrupt my much-needed catnaps.
Sure, I could probably manage to get through the day without the extra rest, but it sure helps to supplement the sleep I’m probably not getting every night.
So until some genius scientist comes up with more hours for us to sleep at night (or, more realistically, until I can find a way to get to bed earlier), I’ll be using those hours I spend commuting every weekday to catch some shuteye.
Judge me for sleeping if you wish, but I recommend you do the same… that is, unless you’re driving!
BRISTOW, Va. – The first Panther Pride 5K kicks off this spring in western Prince William County. The latest registration information, schedule and training plan are available now on pantherpride5k.org.
Avid runners and walkers of all ages will begin the event on April 6 at Bristow Run Elementary School, at 8990 Worthington Road, weave through the Kingsbrooke neighborhood, and return to the school.
Participants will put their best foot forward to raise money for Bristow Run Elementary School’s newest project to raise student awareness of global needs. Bristow Run is one of only three schools in the commonwealth of Virginia named as part of the new Global Schools Network.
“All proceeds will support literacy and our renamed Global Garden, which is being restructured to focus on the different crops and vegetation in various regions of the world,” said Scott Baldwin, Panther Pride 5K Committee chair and Bristow Run assistant principal. “This will be yet another hands-on tool for our students to learn about the diverse world in which we live.”
Baldwin said the 5K will attract competitive runners, but he also described the event as “family-friendly,” welcoming walkers and strollers. He brought the idea to Bristow Run from his previous school in Manassas Park, where over a six-year period, what began as a one-mile fun run for children grew into a 5K and health and wellness fair for the community. Thousands of dollars were raised each year for literacy efforts.
Now, Baldwin is hoping to bring the same motivation and community-building effort to the Bristow/Gainesville/Haymarket area. “Donations from local businesses, volunteer efforts and event participants are keys to success,” he said. “All proceeds benefit the growth of our students, who are our priority. It would mean the world to teachers and parents to have the opportunity to open young minds to a new sense of global awareness, benefiting everyone.”
Registration before Feb. 18 is $20 for adults; $15 for children ages 5-12. After Feb. 18, registration is $25 for adults; $20 for children ages 5-12. Registration for children under the age of five is free, but T-shirts are NOT guaranteed for this age group.
Event schedule and registration packet pick up is scheduled 5 to 7:30 p.m., Friday, April 5 at the Running Store on Atlas Walk Way in Gainesville. Race day registration is set for 6:30 – 7:45a.m at Bristow Run Elementary School.
On Saturday, April 6, the 5K kicks off at 8 a.m. in front of the school. Awards are set for 9 a.m.
Vendors will be available on school grounds 7-10 a.m. A Health and Wellness fair promoting check-ups, activities and safety also is planned, as well as prize raffles. A deejay will keep participants and supporters moving that morning.
News from Content Partner Prince William / Manassas Boys and Girls Clubs
MANASSAS, Va. – Local board members from the Boys & Girls Clubs of Greater Washington – Prince William County / Manassas Branches will be hosting a Celebrity Bartending Charitable Fundraising Event on Thursday, February 21 from 5 -8 p.m. Hosted at the Old Towne Sports Pub in Manassas, no cover charge and all tips will be donated directly to the Boys & Girls Club to help fund their education and career development programming.
• Bartender Team Captains-
o Heather Mergler, Advanced Title & Settlements, LLC
o Enica Russell, Financial Inroads, Inc.
o Eric Williams, Exit Choice Realty
• Maureen Caddigan, PWC Board of Supervisors, Potomac District
• Shavon Dotson, Branch Director, Manassas Boys & Girls Club
• Judy Moore, Branch Director, General Heiser Boys & Girls Club
• Rhett Pfitzner, Liberty Mutual Insurance
• Mike Pulver, Branch Director, Hylton Boys & Girls Club
• Patricia Richie-Folks, Asian Fortune Newspaper
• Mark Worrilow, Confidence Reality Dumfries
It’ll be a fun evening for all bar patrons, filled with games, crazy antics, and a raffle. Bartenders will serve up fabulous drinks for a great cause. Our volunteer bartenders include top local business professionals and Boys & Girls Club senior staff!
For more information or two RSVP visit bgcprincewillam.org/events
Mom on the Run
My son first mentioned it weeks ago, one night as I was preparing to serve dinner. “I wish,” he said wistfully, “that one night you would make a whole package of chicken just for me.”
“Just for you?” I had laughed at my kid. “Could you really eat all that much?” Since my daughter has left for college and I’m cooking just for three, I’ve switched from chicken breasts to chicken tenders. They are easier to trim, cook more quickly, and the “fridge to freezer” packs of eight to 10 tenders are just the right size for our smaller family.
But still, eight to 10 tenders, I think, is a lot. “Oh, yeah,” he had said, nodding firmly, “I could eat them all. Especially this kind.” I’ve recently discovered the Kraft Fresh Take cheese and breadcrumb mixes – oh, absolutely, I could mix these few basic ingredients together myself and avoid the processed, packaged foods. But they’re quick and easy and after roughly a decade I’m sick of cooking dinner. So, “Just add chicken, pork or fish to the mixing bag” it is. And my son loves them! Bonus! Loves them so much, in fact, that he wants to eat a whole package of chicken by himself.
So tonight, when I asked my husband what he wanted for dinner – “I’ve got chicken and salmon thawed. Which would you prefer?” and he said, “Salmon,” but then added, because our son hates salmon, “But why don’t you go ahead and fix the chicken too?” – I knew that tonight was the night. I laughed a little, and pulled out the Spicy Chipotle Cheddar Recipe cheese and breadcrumb mix, and I got to work.
My son figured it out about 10 minutes ago when he came downstairs, just as I was wrapping up in the kitchen. “What’s for dinner?” “Dad and I are having salmon,” I said. “You get chicken.”
He realized it instantly: “I get chicken? Do I get ALL the chicken?” My 17-year-old, who towers over me, who plays ice hockey and lacrosse and lifts weights at least four times a week, my kid who never seems to get enough food, stared at me, mouth and eyes wide open with hope.
“Yup,” I said, grinning up at him. “You get ALL the chicken.”
“Yessss!,” he did a low-key, waist-high fist bump. Then after hesitating for a minute, looking over my shoulder at the status of dinner, he turned on his heel and went into the living room to wait.
Finally, “OK, guys, come and get it,” I announce. The rice is done, the chicken is out, salad is in bowls, and I’ve just come in from outside (brr!), where I grilled the salmon. In an instant my son is there, in the middle of the kitchen, waiting.
He has a thought, and, “What’s the flavor?”
I turn away from him, move to the counter, pick up the empty package. “Spicy Chipotle Cheddar.” I smile again, knowing he’s going to be happy.
A movement behind me catches my attention. I turn, and there’s my starving high-school senior, hopping up and down, in place, lightly, five, six times, he’s so pleased. “Spicy Chipotle Cheddar. And I get it all!” Before his dad even gets into the room he grabs a plate and a spatula and starts loading it up.
My husband and I stand back to give our starving teenager his space. And for a brief startling moment, I look at the salmon filet and hope it’s enough, because nobody else is getting any chicken!
DUMFRIES, Va. – A new community service program in Dumfries aims to pair volunteer mentors with the youths that need them most.
Janae Williams, 23, of Dumfries, and Brittany Jordan, 20, of Stafford, are working as part of the new Dumfries Cares program at the town’s community center on Main Street.
The program will pair children ages 7 through 18-years-old with a pool of 30 mentors who will provide them help on everything from homework to becoming a better community citizen.
Both have developed a two-part application process — one meant for parents to fill out to identify their child’s needs, and the other for the child to complete to gauge their interest — which will help to identify 10 students in elementary, middle, and high school who will benefit from the program.
Once the program is in full swing this spring, Dumfries Cares aims to have three mentors for each group of 10 children.
The mentors will all receive training and, so far, the interest is great.
“We’ve had people come to us and ask if they can mentor students in the program, and we say ‘this is awesome,” said Williams.
The program is open to residents of the town, and mentoring is available between 3:45 and 6:45 p.m. Monday, Wednesday, and Thursdays at the community center.
The program is also calling for community mentors and is asking businessmen and women, students, church members, and those in the military to help mentor children in the program. Those interested in mentoring should call 703-221-3400 ext. 146.
By AL ALBORN
I’m a telework evangelist. I enjoy “connecting the dots” between the Telework Enhancement Act of 2010, Rep. Gerry Connolly’s Telework 2.0 initiative, Virginia Delegates Ramadan and Comstock’s legislation to offer telework tax credits, the federal push to reduce the size and cost of Government, BRAC, and our ever-expanding road budget.
The folks who should really be vocal supporters of telework are local business owners, particularly small business owners that operate in the bedroom communities that support “inside the beltway” business and Government activities. I live in Prince William County however, the principle applies to all bedroom communities.
Many who spend time in Prince William are often struck by how empty our shops and restaurants are during the day, by the number of vacancies in our strip malls, Manassas Mall, and Potomac Mills mall. Our local economy appears to start at around 6 or 7 p.m.
That’s because over half of our local labor force (or around 105,000 folks out of a civilian labor force of 212,230 “in place” employees and an estimated 4,900 self-employed folks) works outside Prince William County, according to county documents.
These folks who don’t work within Prince William County are heading for Reston, Tysons Corner, Downtown Washington, or other points north of here. Every day, we send over half of the county’s labor force, and their wallets and purses somewhere else. They shop somewhere else, eat somewhere else, buy and service their cars somewhere else, drop off and pick up their dry cleaning somewhere else, Christmas shop somewhere else – they live most of their lives in someone else’s economy.
Let’s bring these people and their wallets home.
We do that by implementing a telework-friendly policy at all levels, and integrating a philosophy driven by letting our residents work and shop at in Prince William County instead of thinking of more ways to move people and their pocketbooks out of the county. Let’s integrate telework into our strategy for solving Northern Virginia’s transportation problem. Let’s think about ways to take people out of local roads instead of just building more roads.
Over half of our local labor force (or around 100,000 folks out of a civilian labor force of 212,2301) work outside Prince William County.
Let’s do the math.
Let’s assume that we take 10,000 of those folks (or roughly 10% FTE) off the road via telework. Because they are staying in Prince William County (you can “plug in the math” for any county) and that they spend a modest $5 a day (using a 5 day week) or $25 a week on the local economy (instead of “somewhere else”). Suddenly, we have over $13 million and change spent in our local economy instead of somewhere else.
Five dollars a day amounts to a Venti at Starbucks, gum and a candy bar, or a magazine at a drug store. It adds up quickly.
Some more fun with numbers:
If just 200 of these folks purchased a car that cost $25,000 in Prince William County instead of somewhere else (I purchased three in Tyson’s Corner over the years), that would add another $5 million in annual revenue.
If half of these folks (that 10%) got their car serviced twice a year in Prince William at $100 each service, that would add another $1 million a year pumped into the local economy.
If half of these folks (again, that 10%) dropped of their dry cleaning once a week here $5 a pop, that’s another $1.3 million (and change).
I could go on. This is real money that leaves Prince William County every morning.
These are conservative estimates and admittedly fuzzy math, but they give you an idea of the dollars and cents value of telework to our local economy. The more successful we are integrating telework into our transportation strategy, the more money we keep in Prince William County businesses.
When I commuted to Tysons Corner, I “lived there,” bought and serviced my cars there, bought my family birthday, anniversary and Christmas gifts there, ate lunch there, joined a gym there. I would suggest that perhaps the dollars are big enough to have a more robust analysis performed perhaps by the Prince William County Economic Development Department.
If you’re a business in Prince William County, you really need to get behind telework. Our federal, state, local, and city governments habe been developing transportation policy for years that sends county pocketbooks elsewhere to spend their discretionary income. We need to change this trend.
I’ll be focusing on telework for a while. Delegates Ramadan and Comstock successfully passed a new telework tax incentive in the Virginia House, and Congressman Connolly is working on Telework 2.0 legislation will make it easier for federal contract officers to give contractors more freedom to telework.
I plan to explore how telework impacts economic development, the real estate market, public safety, our quality of life, community involvement, and just about everything in future columns.
Not everyone can telework; however, for those of us who do it’s “what’s next” in the way we live, work and play.
By JESSICA WILDE
Capital News Service
MCDANIEL, Md. – A warmer, drier year has been good for oysters, both natural and planted, in the Eastern Shore’s Harris Creek, a tributary of the Choptank River and site of the first tributary-wide restoration effort by the Oyster Recovery Partnership.
The partnership has been working on Harris Creek for about a year, putting hard substrate down for oysters to grow on, and planting spat, or baby oysters, on top of it.
Scientists have found that many of the planted oysters are surviving. In addition, and somewhat surprisingly, other oysters on the shoreline that are not part of the project are restoring themselves naturally because of good conditions last year.
While some environmentalists argue that hard substrate and good conditions are enough to restore oysters, scientists on the project believe restoration efforts need to continue to be more extensive because we cannot always rely on good conditions.
Choptank Riverkeeper Drew Koslow found thousands of naturally reproducing oysters on the shoreline of the creek in December, more than any he has seen in years past – a sign, he said, that when conditions are right, the system will come back.
Oysters play a significant role in the bay’s health, filtering water and improving its quality, and eating algae, which allows sunlight through to underwater grasses. Their reefs also provide habitat for other marine life.
Many believe that by restoring oysters, the bay can also be restored.
But it is not that easy. The Oyster Recovery Partnership has been working for nearly 20 years, and its latest tributary-wide effort is in response to President Barack Obama’s 2009 executive order to restore the Chesapeake Bay.
“The system is resilient,” Koslow said. “And I think that’s what this demonstrates, that you give it a chance, you stop harvesting oysters and you build up populations. And if we can do that, I think we can restore the bay.”
Koslow attributes this year’s oyster success to a drier climate, which increases salinity that oysters like, and higher temperatures, since a long freeze might kill oysters on the shore.
“In our business, you don’t have a lot of good news,” he said. “It’s nice to have something we can smile about.”
Koslow said it makes sense to him to just put down hard substrate and allow nature to take its course.
“Because obviously there’s plenty of natural reproduction in this creek already,” he said.
But while this year’s conditions were good, the senior manager of aquatic restoration at the Oyster Recovery Partnership, Steven Allen, said they cannot rely on naturally reproducing oysters alone to restore the population. You can’t always predict that conditions will be right, he said, which is why the partnership is also planting oysters.
The partnership is working with the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers and other state and federal agencies to plant the hard substrate and baby oysters in 20 tributaries in Maryland and Virginia.
“If we knew what Mother Nature was going to do for us, and we could predict that water temperatures and salinity would be ideal and everybody in the creek would cooperate and we’d have multiple natural recruitments during the summer, I think putting substrate down would be an excellent choice,” Allen said. “However, we don’t have that crystal ball.”
Allen said high salinity levels are also a Catch-22. While they might lead to natural recruitment, they also increase the chance that oysters will catch diseases, one of the many reasons their population is at risk to begin with, along with overharvesting and loss of habitat.
Ken Paynter, director of the Paynter Lab that monitors the partnership’s work, called the success that Koslow found a “perfect storm of natural recruitment.” Paynter is director of the University of Maryland’s Marine, Estuarine and Environmental Sciences graduate program.
His lab found a small amount of natural recruitment on the planted hard substrate as well, but not nearly as much as Koslow found on the shoreline.
“It really wasn’t the kind of natural recruitment we’d like to see,” Paynter said about the oysters on the substrate. They measured 8-10 oysters per square meter, but they would ideally like to see 50-100 oysters per square meter.
Paynter said the lab should be monitoring a lot more than it is, counting naturally recruiting oysters like those that Koslow found, in addition to monitoring the planted oysters and substrate.
“There’s lots to be done,” he said.
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Dr. Williams received her medical degree from Wake Forest University School of Medicine in Winston-Salem, NC, in 2003. She then completed her internship and residency in family medicine at Riverside Regional Medical Center, in affiliation with the Medical College of Virginia/Virginia Commonwealth University, in Newport News, VA, in 2006.
Before joining the team of medical professionals at Dominion Family Health, Dr. Williams practiced family medicine in Fairfax, VA. As a highly trained and dedicated physician, her focus is on the health and wellness of each member of the entire family. Though she enjoys all aspects of family medicine and the challenges she and her patients often face, Dr. Williams has a special interest in weight loss counseling, adolescent and teen health issues and patient education. She places a great deal of emphasis on building strong relationships with her patients and their families by teaching them the best possible ways to achieve and maintain healthy lifestyles long after they leave her office.
Dr. Williams is certified by the American Board of Family Medicine and is a member of the American Academy of Family Physicians.
MANASSAS, Va. – Robotics team members from Metz Middle School competed in the Central Division VEX Qualifier at Manassas Park Middle School on Saturday, Feb. 9.
With a focus on building the most innovative robots possible, the team’s six robots competed against a total of 40 robots hoping to earn spots to Roboticon at Forest Park High School on March 9 and the VEX World Championship in Anaheim, Calif., in April. Metz’s robot 5173S ended the qualifying round in 9th place, while robot 5173Z ended in 15th place.
A total of four of Metz’s robots were selected to compete in the tournament round. In what appeared to be a scene from a futuristic motion picture, Robot 5173S selected 5173Z to compete as an alliance during the tournament, winning their best two out of three matches during the round of 16 and quarterfinals before ultimately falling short in the semifinals.
Both robots earned spots in next month’s Roboticon at Forest Park. Roboticon will feature the top 60 robots from public and private middle schools in Prince William County, Manassas, and Manassas Park. Additional spots will be awarded to the VEX World Championship in Anaheim during this competition.
The Metz Robotics team is coached by Metz teacher math teacher, Leonard Newman.
By URIAH KISER
My wife and me celebrated Valentine’s Day a bit early and went to Travinia Italian Kitchen and Wine Bar on Wednesday night.
It’s one of several new restaurants that have opened at Potomac Town Center next to Wegmans grocery store. It’s a nice place to meet and greet, and the service was awesome, but I wasn’t too impressed with the food.
First off: the short, fat glasses. Loved ‘em. In fact, my wife and I are looking for replacements for my collection of pint glasses I collected during my formidable years. The drinking glasses at Travinia fit right into the palm of your hand and were perfect for a soda, the glass of water I ordered, or would be great for use as a non-stemmed wine glass.
Both hungry, we each ordered a Caesar salad before our meal. Because the kitchen has a great large window that allows guests to peer inside for a behind-the-scenes look at how their food is made, we saw our salads being prepared. But whoever made them skimped on the dressing leaving it rather dry. I’m still hard-pressed to find a restaurant that can make a better side Caesar salad than Sweetwater Tavern.
Next, it was on to our meals. I had the Pollo Isabella, which reminded me of the Chicken Bryan at Carrabbas – a chicken breast topped with goat cheese, sundried tomatoes, basil, served over a bed of baby spinach in a lemon butter sauce for $15. While it sounded good, unfortunately, it wasn’t. The chicken was overcooked and crusty in some places. And the butter sauce tasted more like straight butter, conjuring up the taste of movie theater popcorn. Some butter sauces I’ve had in the past were matured and browned, but this tasted and looked more like melted butter.
The goat cheese, when mixed in with all the other flavors, did little to save this dish.
My wife had the Sinatra Chicken also for $15 (with a name like that how could you go wrong, I thought). I had a bite of the chicken topped with mozzarella, cream sauce, and cappelinni. We both agreed the chicken on this dish was tasty, but the pasta that came with it went under seasoned, and reminding us of the salads we had just had.
The one thing that was great, overall, was the loaf of bread that came before the meal. While Travinia hasn’t mastered the art of the olive oil dipping sauce which is better served at Carrabbas and Bertucci’s, the bread was a nice touch.
Overall, great atmosphere, prompt service, but the food needs work.
No damage was done to the adjacent field where the minor league baseball team plays at G. Richard Pfiztner Stadium, but the team’s mascot – Uncle Slam – was toast.
Taking a break from making appearances at community festivals and charity events, Uncle Slam has been on the mend these past seven months. Now he’s ready to make his first public appearance since going on the disabled list, and he’ll do it this weekend at Wegmans grocery store in Woodbridge, near where the team plans to build a new 6,000 seat stadium.
More in a press release from the team:
The Potomac Nationals’ official mascot was famously placed on the 60-day disabled list retroactive to July 4, 2012, and missed the remainder of the ’12 campaign with undisclosed wounds.
Since the incident, Uncle Slam has been recovering and nursing himself back to full health while rehabilitating at the Official Gym of the Potomac Nationals, Gold’s Gym Lake Ridge.
“We are extremely pleased with Uncle Slam’s off season dedication in getting to better than full strength. Slam modeled his off season regimen after NFL MVP, Adrian Peterson. Slam has been waiting all off-season to reunite with our fans and looks forward to his best season to date!” says P-Nats Vice President and General Manager, Josh Olerud.
Uncle Slam is now better than ever, and fans will get the opportunity to meet and greet the P-Nats most viral member at Wegmans. This unveiling will run from noon to 2 p.m. and Uncle Slam, himself, is expected to be introduced at 12:30 p.m.
‘Slam’ will interact with Nationals fans, sign autographs, and show off his new look.
Uncle Slam’s inflatable bounce house will be set up outside Wegmans for children to play in, and a coloring station will be set up to the backdrop of balloons.
P-Nats staff members will be on hand to distribute 2013 pocket schedules, season ticket and mini plan information, as well as Uncle Slam’s Kids Club sign-up forms. When kids participate in Slam’s MVP Kids Club package, they receive a courtesy Uncle Slam Piggy Bank presented by: TD Bank.
P-Nats fans can show their Wegmans card at the information table to receive a special code to be used for an upcoming discount offer inside the online National Mall Team Store, the official merchandise hub for the Potomac Nationals.
Arguably the most popular P-Nats hallmark, Uncle Slam is the face of the Nationals’ community endeavors and can often be found throughout Northern Virginia neighborhoods working on the Uncle Slam’s Reading Program, making youth baseball appearances, and even delivering Valentine’s Day flowers.
Uncle Slam, the Director of Fun for the Potomac Nationals, will enter his 9th season serving as official team mascot in 2013. As the central cheerleader for P-Nats Baseball since 2005, Uncle Slam has been a part of the P-Nats’ franchise tradition as long as the last two United States Presidential terms.
The bluest member of the P-Nats staff, only in hair tone and converse to his persistent P-Nattitude, Uncle Slam is a fixture of the Pfitzner Stadium experience, using a gregarious demeanor to complement his iconic outfit, which represents the hallmark of American patriotism amidst the landscape of our national pastime.
UNCLE SLAM PROFILE
BORN: 4th of July (he thinks the fireworks are always for him!)
HOMETOWN: Woodbridge, VA
HEIGHT: Really Tall
WARDROBE: Red, white, and blue top hat/pants, blue and white hair/goatee, P-Nats jersey, and red sneakers
WALK-OUT MUSIC: “Slam (Let the Boys be Boys)” by Onyx
JOB DESCRIPTION: To make you a P-Nats fan for life!
FAVORITE FOOD: Funnel Cakes
FAVORITE COLOR(S): Red, White, and Blue
HOBBIES: Dancing, signing autographs, hanging with superstars, and cheering the P-Nats on to victory!
TAGLINE: “Uncle Slam Wants You…to Join the Party!”
By URIAH KISER
The six-year-old school is home to 1,100 students and sits on Panther Pride Drive in Woodbridge, where two other schools – Potomac High and Mary Williams Elementary schools – all share the panther mascot.
But it is the students and staff at Potomac Middle who are celebrating a scholastic achievement of excellence, one they want to share with parents and the community.
“I can’t take credit because I wasn’t here last year, but based on last year’s data I truly attribute the success of past leadership of past teachers, students, and success of those who were here last year. My goal is to keep it going,” said school Principal Alfie Turner, who made the transition from elementary to middle school principal in June.
Every school in Prince William County is measured in the “School of Excellence” program sponsored by the county School Board. Criteria such as full school accreditation, parent and student satisfaction, and scholastic improvements are all measured on a scale of 100 points. Those who achieve 90 or above achieve School of Excellence.
This past year, students at Potomac Middle improved significantly in reading and language arts. It’s an achievement that especially been celebrated by the men and women who came to open this school in Sept. 2006.
“The emotion on the faces of the staff members, especially the inaugural staff – the group that’s been here from the time the school opened – we had teachers stepping out and saying ‘praise the lord,’ and you can see that sense of pride wanting to continue,” said Turner.
Something else Turner hopes will continue: parents who want to remain involved in their child’s education. Coming from an elementary school where more parents “are a little more connected” to their parent-teacher associations, Turner said parents are always welcome to sit in classrooms here, and many have also taken an active roll in volunteering and recognizing the hard work of teachers each month.
A total of 40 elementary and middle schools in Prince William County achieved the School of Excellence rating for the 2012-13 school year. Individual celebrations to honor these achievements at each respective school began last month.
I am one angry slug.
Why, you ask? I’ll tell you. On Monday evening, I received a parking ticket in the Horner Road Commuter lot. And as far as I am concerned, I was not parked illegally.
If you remember as far back as Monday evening (is it only Wednesday?), you’ll remember that it was a dreary, rainy day. It hadn’t started out very well for me, either. That morning, I waited past 9 a.m. for a ride. Thinking it was hopeless, I thought I might have to drive in, or at least drive to Springfield to take the Metro in to D.C.
Luckily, a nice lady passing through the lot felt bad for the poor souls still waiting for a ride, and offered to drive us to Crystal City. It was very kind of her, and I appreciated it greatly – but as I got into her car, another car pulled up and took the other three riders who were waiting with me to my destination, L’Enfant Plaza. Since two of those riders were actually behind me in line, I was pretty annoyed; however, I suppose it was my own fault for not waiting to see where that other driver was going.
Anyway, I digress…
On Monday evening, I was parked alongside the shoulder, closest to the entrance at the Prince William Parkway intersection. If you’re familiar with the Horner Road lot, you’ll know that cars have always parked along that road, within the painted white lines. Where the white lines end on either side, there are No Parking signs with an arrow pointing away in either direction, which seems to signify that parking is allowed within that designated area.
I have been commuting from Horner Road for years, and as far as I know, parking has always been allowed in this area.
On Monday evening, however, there were two Prince William County Police officers who believed otherwise.
It was beginning to get dark and still slightly raining as I made my way up the shoulder of the road towards my car, carrying my bags and the dry cleaning I picked up before slugging home. In the distance, I noticed the flashing lights of a police cruiser. It was double-parked dangerously close to my car, but I wasn’t worried, knowing I had safely parked in a legal space – or so I thought.
As I got closer, I noticed small, white papers in the windshield of two of the cars near mine, and then saw one in my windshield as well.
It couldn’t be a ticket, I thought. No way! I’ve gotten my share of tickets for parking illegally, but I was good today. I had plenty of room to park before the No Parking sign!
Just as I approached where the police car was parked, there was another lady, waving that little white piece of paper in her hand. She didn’t look happy, and she was parked just a couple of cars ahead of me.
“That’s not a ticket, is it?” I asked.
Much to my dismay, it was indeed a ticket. Her car, my car and the car in between us had all received one, and the two young police officers insisted that parking was prohibited in this area.
This was certainly news to us! I tried reasoning with them, explaining that cars had been parking here for years. We told them we had never heard of anyone being ticketed for parking in this area, and pointed out the arrows of the No Parking signs, which indicate that parking is allowed within the signs on either side.
It was no use; the damage was done. The tickets were written. Our only option now, according to the ticket, is to “appear in person… and file the necessary paperwork” at one of the locations listed, in order to have our case heard in court. Of course, this means taking time out of work to file the paperwork, and more time off to appear in court. Lovely.
Some may say a $35 is not worth the trouble. I disagree. I can understand if we had disobeyed the law, if we had parked somewhere that parking is not allowed. Hey, I’ve paid my share of parking tickets. Begrudgingly, maybe, but I knew I had broken the rule, and as such, I had no choice but to pay the piper.
This time, I refuse. I will not pay for something that is not right. I believe these officers ticketed us unfairly, and that they were incorrectly interpreting the signage in the commuter lot.
If parking is indeed prohibited in the area where we were ticketed, then it needs to be clearly and properly communicated to drivers who park here and should be done so before tickets are issued. And if parking is no longer allowed on that shoulder, all of us who use that area for parking will have to find space elsewhere to leave our cars. That should be interesting…
I may be an angry slug, but I will stand up for my commuter rights!
WOODBRIDGE, Va. – Sentara Northern Virginia Medical Center Auxiliary is offering $1,000 scholarships to area high school seniors who plan to pursue careers in a healthcare or medical related field.
Only those students attending one of the six public high schools, private high schools or home-schooled students in the eastern Prince William County area, and current Sentara Northern Virginia Medical Center Junior Volunteers, will be eligible to apply for the Auxiliary Scholarship.
The six public high schools are: C.D. Hylton; Forest Park; Freedom; Gar-Field; Potomac and Woodbridge. The deadline to apply is Friday, March 15, 2013.
For scholarship rules and to download an application, visit sentara.com/NorthernVirginia.
STAFFORD, Va. – Be strong for Dom. It’s the powerful catchphrase that caught on as of late; words used to remember a six-year-old Superman who fought hard for his life.
Dominic Thomas Beltran, of Stafford, passed away Thursday, Feb. 7 at his home. He was diagnosed with cancer the day just after turning 1-year-old, when a mass was discovered in his abdomen – doctors said it was Stage IV Neuroblastoma.
But that wouldn’t get Dominic down, as he successfully fought the disease and gave his family hope along the way. Dominic relapsed twice, once in Feb. 2010 and again in March 2011.
Now, community members are coming together Sunday from noon to 4 p.m. at Mainstreet Grill and Bar in North Stafford help raise money to help Dominic’s parents payoff mounting medical bills. In honor of Dominic’s spirit, everyone has been asked to dress like Superman.
“We called him our ‘little Superman’ because he had radiation therapy so many times and made it through, so we knew he had to have special powers like the Green Lantern or Superman, or some kind of super hero,” said Jaymie Gerace, a family friend who lives next door to Dominic’s parents, Harvey and Margaret.
Gerace said she was with the family through nearly every step of the treatment process for the child, and she’s now speaking for his grieving parents who are set to bury their son Thursday following a ceremony in Fredericksburg.
Part of the reason Dominic was able to stay positive and fight his disease for so long, said Gerace, is because his parents didn’t let cancer get him down.
“We never used the word ‘cancer’ around him,” said Gerace. “After Dominic relapsed, we didn’t want our children to be afraid of that word, and always thought it would be best for his recovery if he was able to focus on the positives and getting better and not his cancer – it’s mind over matter.”
Dominic and Gerace’s son often played together, running around outside on soccer fields, playing video games, riding go-carts, and because Dominic’s mother is also a nurse, the two children would play together inside Dominic’s living room while he was given treatment for his ailments, said Gerace.
At the fundraiser this Sunday, live music will be featured on stage, and so will door prizes, a silent auction, and 50/50 raffle. Tickets can still be purchased for the raffle and prizes won even if you can’t attend the event, organizers said. Those pre-event raffle tickets can be purchased at Mainstreet Grill and Bar.
Hey guys and gals, Valentine’s Day is Thursday. Yep, Thursday. And that means you should plan do something sweet for your sweetheart. And we’ve got some last-minute ideas for where you can treat that special someone in your life.
Osprey’s Sweetheart Dinner
Try a three-course meal with salad, a choice of Beef Wellington or Baked Salmon, and a fitting desert of chocolate and almond strawberries at this special dinner for two.
Feb 14 – 16
5 – 9 p.m.
$30 per person
Weekend romantic getaway in Manassas
Want to get away close to home? The Fairfield Inn & Suites in Manassas is offering a special Valentine’s Day package that includes a bottle of champagne or sparkling cider, one rose, and a box of chocolates with your room stay through Feb. 16.
The package starts at $214.
Chick-fil-A Valentine’s Date Night
For those who want a family restaurant as a backdrop for their Valentine’s Day events, Chick-fil-A in Woodbridge has invited guests to join them for Valentine’s Date Night where flowers, candy will be given out each half hour between 5 and 6 p.m.
Thursday 5 – 8 p.m.
2425 Prince William Parkway in Woodbridge
Valentine’s Day story time
Not everyone is a fan of chocolates and candy hearts, and if that sounds like you, come out and hear stories meant just for you at this free story time event at Lake Ridge Neighborhood Library.
10:30 a.m. until 11 a.m.
Sinfully Sweet at Potomac Point
Valentine’s Day events spill over into the weekend at Potomac Point Winery in Stafford County as they will hold their Sinfully Sweet event at 1, 3, 5, and 7 p.m. on Saturday. They’ll offer tours of their coyote wine cave and decadent deserts paired with Potomac Point wines.
It’s $25 per person, $22 for wine club members, and reservations are required by calling 540-446-2107 or by emailing Jane[at]potomacpointwinery.com.
Dumfries celebrated Black History Month on Saturday at the town’s Little Union Baptist Church.
During the event, several speakers entertained the crowd with music, inspiration, and history.
Mom on the Run
“Beth Beth Beth Beth!!” I am so excited, typing this email. “I found the pants!” I’m dancing in my seat, I’m so happy.
OK – backing up.
For my son’s senior-year season of ice hockey I volunteered to manage spirit wear. Not a big deal: pick the stuff out, get quotes, create an order form, collect orders and money, distribute orders. Right?
Pretty much. The process took a little longer than I thought, and involved two vendors for two batches of stuff, screenprinted and embroidered, but ultimately everything came together. Almost everyone on the team ordered something screenprinted – sweatpants or sweatshirt or t-shirt – and a new coach and a new player each ordered an embroidered warm-up jacket, and one previous player ordered a new pair of warm-up pants. Everything came in quickly, was accounted for, and was delivered.
Well, the screenprinted stuff came in and was delivered quickly. The embroidered stuff took longer, and when those three items finally came in, I gave the box to my son. “Give Coach Britt and James their jackets, and give Andrew the pants.” “Uh huh.”
Later that night, “Did you give everyone their warm-up stuff?” But: “None of them was at practice.” Oh, OK.
So, before the next practice: “Don’t forget to give out the warm-up suit stuff.” “Yeah, I know.” That night: “Did you give out the warm-up stuff?” “I gave Coach his jacket. Nobody else was there.”
It took a couple of practices and a bunch of nagging, but finally everything was delivered. I saw the boys wearing their spirit wear. There were no complaints or questions. Everyone was pleased. I was pleased!
Until a month later, when I got the email from Beth: “Andrew never got his warm-up pants.” What? Dang it!
I checked with my son: “Andrew says he didn’t get the warm-up pants. Did you give them to him?” Ha – a month later. I really bothered to ask? “Uhh … I gave out everything you gave me.”
“We gave the pants to Andrew,” I emailed Beth. And she replied: “Andrew says he doesn’t have them.”
I checked with my kid again: “Are you sure you don’t still have the pants?” “I’m sure!” I had him check his hockey bag, the back seat of the car, the trunk of the car, his room.
Beth had her son check his hockey bag, his backpack, his bedroom. No pants. Not at our house, not at their house.
Check again, I told my son, five, 10 times. Five, 10 times he checked. Check again, Beth told her son, five, 10 times. Five, 10 times he checked. No pants. Finally, Beth emailed, “I’m sure they’re buried here somewhere. Don’t worry about it.”
Not worry? No way. This was my project! And my kid! I was so distressed; I needed to find those pants!
So I thought about it. I thought and thought. And – oh! James only got a jacket! Maybe my son thought James got a full warm-up suit? I pulled out a whole-team email, guessed at a James-family email address, and sent out: “You only ordered a warm-up jacket. Did you happen to get a pair of pants as well?”
I was holding my breath. It was a leap, thinking James had the pants, and I made a note to move forward on Plan B, which was to wait a few more weeks, see if the pants popped up, and then pay for a new pair of pants for Andrew. But still, before Plan B came Idea A: maybe James has them. I was hopeful.
And finally, a return email! “Yes, we have the pants. We will get them to Andrew.”
Victorious, I email Beth: “Beth Beth Beth Beth! I found the pants!”
Beth writes right back: “Fantastic!” And then she says, with relief, what we were both thinking: “Neither of our boys is crazy!” Exactly. Exactly.