Richland HOA Newsletter

July 2026 Richlander Newsletter America Turns 250…Richland is Naturally Throwing a Party Hello Richland! July is upon us, and this year is not just any July. This is July 2026 , which means America is turning 250 years old . That’s right. Two hundred and fifty years of independence, fireworks, cookouts, flag-themed clothing, suspiciously competitive cornhole games, and the sacred national tradition of standing in a driveway asking, “Do we have enough ice?” And because this is Richland, we are not merely celebrating with hot dogs and fireworks. No, no. We have decided to make this a proper semiquincentennial gathering, which is apparently the official word for a 250th birthday and also what you say after stubbing your toe on the coffee table. Naturally, invitations have been extended to all of Richland’s former newsletter-adjacent visitors and supernatural residents. The vampires have been notified, though they have requested that fireworks begin well after dusk and that the hot...

   The Pool Is Open…Probably Warm…Possibly Blessed 🏊‍♂️🧛‍♂️🌞 Hello Richland!  Ah, almost June. You know what that means.   The school year comes skidding to a halt, backpacks are launched into closets like they owe someone money, lunchboxes are discovered in conditions best described as “federal investigation pending,” and children everywhere begin their annual transformation from students into full-time snack goblins. The buses are gone. The homework folders have vanished. The alarm clocks have been silenced. Across Richland, parents are bravely entering summer armed with sunscreen, "mommy cups", pool towels, and the haunted knowledge that someone will ask for a snack approximately every seven minutes until August. And of course, the ancient summer question has returned: “Can we go to the pool?” Yes, Richland. The pool is open! 🏊‍♀️  It has been since mid-April! Well, open and mostly usable. Definitely usable. Probably warm enough to be usable. And the...

Season's Greetings, Richland!  “The Great Inflatable War of 2024" As we head into another holiday season, it’s a good time to remind everyone to properly anchor their inflatables so we don’t repeat last year’s fiasco. For our new neighbors, as you begin dragging extension cords across your yards before your spouses notice, we'll recount one of the most infamous episodes in our neighborhood’s recent history. That’s right, I’m talking about the “Great Inflatable War of 2024”—a conflict waged bravely, boldly, and somewhat unwisely by two residents whose identities we shall protect… so for the sake of the story, let’s just call them Ricky and Kermit.   Ricky, as usual, put out his 6-foot inflatable Santa. Nothing flashy. Just Santa, standing there in all his glory.  Kermit, never one to decorate, for some odd reason, responded with an 8-foot Frosty, cheerful, LED-enhanced, and clearly meant to send a message. One inflatable became two. Two became three. Ricky put up ...