It seems like there have been a lot of Good Fridays recently. A visit home, my birthday, the annual union picnic, a couple of galas... I’ve lost count of how many there have been but, it’s safe to say, it’s been quite a few Fridays since I’ve been home, wrapped in my favorite bathrobe, by … Continue reading When Friday is Tryday
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Rain down on me
Recently I ran in a drenching rain that soaked me. I pushed myself through the downpour knowing that, unlike many other weather-induced, physical circumstances, once I was soaked, I was soaked. Wet is wet. As long as I kept moving, I wouldn’t get cold and it would be fine. It didn’t matter that my clothes, … Continue reading Rain down on me
DelSo fever
I don’t get sick very often, (despite not ever getting a flu shot again after a bad experience back in the 90s), but this week something got me. It started the other afternoon with some achiness and a general sense of feeling unnaturally tired. I initially wrote it off as residual exhaustion from a week … Continue reading DelSo fever
Newport – a 1/2 marathon and a full weekend
I’ve had exceptional Columbus Day weekends over the years - some great, some not so much. This most recent one, I’m happy to report, was pretty fantastic thanks to some good friends and 13.1 miles. Following an exceptionally fun Friday night out at an event in Albany, we were on the road before noon on … Continue reading Newport – a 1/2 marathon and a full weekend
One (more) night in Bangkok
It’s been nearly three months since my middle son flew to Thailand. I last saw him in a subway station way downtown in Manhattan. He, on his first solo trip, headed to JFK and I, returning to Albany to get ready for my own trip abroad a few days later with my oldest son. I … Continue reading One (more) night in Bangkok
When Pollyanna met Polly
The summer after I moved into the house I currently live in, my neighbor, knowing that I would be seeking a position as a school librarian, offered to introduce me to someone who might be able to help. He offered to take me for a ride to go meet a woman who purportedly had some … Continue reading When Pollyanna met Polly
Celebrate yourself – like a grand dame
It’s Wednesday and I’m almost recovered from a fairly epic weekend. I understand that people sometimes have complicated feelings about birthdays, or maybe more specifically aging, but my philosophy is that each one is to be honored and celebrated. You know that Pink Floyd lyric about “shorter of breath and one day closer to death,” … Continue reading Celebrate yourself – like a grand dame