(Before you read this I suggest queuing up Ella Fitzgerald’s version of the title song. It’s one of the finest vocals ever.) New Year’s Eve is kind of a weird holiday to me. Long after the childthood challenge of staying up until the ball dropped lost its novelty, it remains a night of varying significance … Continue reading What are you doing New Year’s Eve?
Month: December 2017
Facials at the Jenkinstown Day Spa
When was the last time you had a facial? It’s been a long time since I had one, which almost explains why I refused to abandon the idea of indulging myself during my holiday vacation even though it took some effort to get appointments. Our original plan was Rhinebeck for an afternoon of window shopping, … Continue reading Facials at the Jenkinstown Day Spa
Ode to panettone
I don’t remember what made me buy the first one. Despite my mother’s German origins, it wasn’t as if fruit cake was part of my holiday traditions. As a matter of fact, I had distinct and negative memories of an episode involving fruitcakes baked in November, and left to soak in rum until Christmas, and … Continue reading Ode to panettone
Christmas gift to myself (Aside from the gifts I’ve already given myself)
I’ve decided to abstain from weighing myself from the remainder of the month. That’s right, I’m going to deny myself the chance to feel badly beginning first thing in the morning when I step on the scale. Because that’s what inevitably happens if the number reads higher than I had hoped. Not checking in daily … Continue reading Christmas gift to myself (Aside from the gifts I’ve already given myself)
I’ll never be mistaken for Florence Nightingale
My bedside manner is seriously lacking. Don’t believe me? Ask my middle child – the one I told to put a Band-Aid on the cut which eventually required 8 stitches. He’ll corroborate my complete fail as a nurse, trust me. The most recent example of my abysmal diagnostic skills occurred last weekend. Let me tell … Continue reading I’ll never be mistaken for Florence Nightingale
Have you ever imagined what it might be like to wake up the day after your 6-year-old was massacred?
I have. If I’m being completely honest, far more times than I’d like to acknowledge. If you’re a parent, I think you probably have, too. How could any human being not place themselves in the shoes of the 26 families who lost a child 5 years ago in an elementary school in a pretty little town … Continue reading Have you ever imagined what it might be like to wake up the day after your 6-year-old was massacred?
The art of being fit in Albany
Saturday was a great day to be an active Albanian. The day began with yoga and while the evening’s activity was a no-brainer, the choice of which class to take was a real dilemma. For the sake of trying something new, I went with the pop up yoga class being offered at the art museum … Continue reading The art of being fit in Albany
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