Let me preface this by saying I do not consider myself to be a superhero in any fashion. Actually, that's kind of the image I'm trying to dispel here. After receiving a couple of really nice compliments recently, I feel I need to lay a couple of things out because I wouldn't want anyone to … Continue reading Superman never made any money
Author: delsoblogger
Being a bad mom
Last month, my youngest son and I watched the movie Bad Moms together. Maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned that to you that since I told Quinn to deny seeing the movie if his father anyone asked. There were scenes that I really thought were funny, but I squirmed and covered Quinn’s ears and eyes at more … Continue reading Being a bad mom
She runs through the streets
As 2016 draws to an end, I’m keeping an extra close eye on my Runmeter App and watching as my total miles for the year draws closer to a previously unimagined milestone – 1,000 miles! It’s funny. I never think of myself as really goal oriented or competitive, but there’s something about running that inspires … Continue reading She runs through the streets
Remember the children
Four years ago, as I sat in the humid warmth of an indoor water park while my children played, 20 children were murdered within the confines of their elementary school. As I read the story online, a bone chilling horror entered my body and lodged in my head. I considered that it could have been … Continue reading Remember the children
Albany – it’s the most wonderful time of the year
As I close in on 30 years as a resident, I still find myself charmed by Albany. Don’t get me wrong, there are things that make me insane (folks who double park when there is an available space, I’m talking to you!), but I continue to fall in love with my adopted city. Yeah, that’s … Continue reading Albany – it’s the most wonderful time of the year
Peace, love and cupcakes – Woodstock, N.Y.
Yesterday I headed down to Woodstock to meet the girls for a little shopping and some catch up time. Although I had been down that way just a couple of weeks ago for a show in Bearsville, it felt like far too long since I’ve simply walked around town and checked out the shops. If … Continue reading Peace, love and cupcakes – Woodstock, N.Y.
British Invasion
On my very first trip to Europe, in 1988, I made a new friend, A. He was wearing leather bike gear, with a scruffy face and charming English accent. The attraction was immediate. We made a connection that led to numerous transatlantic flights and were lucky enough to explore a few amazing cities together. It's … Continue reading British Invasion