It doesn’t even seem possible that the boys’ dad and I have successfully reared two 21+ year-old offspring. I think I’ll pause here for a moment of quiet celebration. Feel free to join me. Okay - so, twenty-one can be a real defining moment of adulthood. A milestone of sorts. With this particular kid of … Continue reading The day my middle son turned 21
This crisis is starting to feel like it’s been going on for a long time. The colors of the construction paper window rainbows are fading. The city without people looks beautiful in a stark sort of way. We live in a pretty place. Wearing a mask suffocates me, yet another reason medical personnel deserve all of … Continue reading Stream of Covid consciousness
More than thirty years ago, when I was an undergraduate working my way through college, I landed a job at Yono’s Restaurant in Albany’s Robinson Square. The cuisine and level of service was beyond my prior experience, but my coworkers and the the Purnomos helped me to expand and elevate my skills. I learned at … Continue reading They said I’d get tired of the Bakmi
...for a haircut. Or was it a new tattoo? Maybe he needed to get to the gym or see the latest film in the theater. I simply can’t imagine what he needed to do that was really worth risking lives in a state that has the eighth highest positive rate of Covid-19 diagnoses in the … Continue reading The devil went down to Georgia…
How about this weather? I’m not one to wish winter away, but I miss admit that I sucked my teeth in disbelief Wednesday morning when I looked out the sliding glass door to my snow dusted deck. Are you kidding me? I think Spring 2020 has felt exceptionally pokey in arriving and I’m convinced it’s … Continue reading A False Spring
Things I will miss when the current lock down ends: Long walks with Jeter and the feeling that he finally is getting enough of my attention. Roads with less cars and sidewalks with more people. Eating meals when I’m hungry without regard to time. My comfort with going barefaced. I don’t usually wear very much … Continue reading Miss. Lilly edition.
It’s been just about exactly twenty-one years since I last painted the upstairs bathroom. I’m not always so clear with years and dates, but this one is easy to remember because I was pregnant with my second son. My water broke as I raced to get the newly renovated third floor of our house prepared … Continue reading Painterly thoughts