Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
Let’s talk about moisturizer, facial moisturizer to be specific. What are you using and are you satisfied with the results? Do you use more than one - perhaps day and night formulas? Something with sunscreen? A heavier version during the cold weather and perhaps something lighter during the warm months? And - how did you … Continue reading Saving face
Was it me, or did Mother’s Day this year seem...I don’t know, weightier than usual? I found the phrase “Happy Mother’s Day” being tossed about like confetti and I’m guilty of sprinkling about a handful or two of those sincere wishes myself. It’s seems so long ago, my first Mother’s Day. 1997. I guess that makes … Continue reading Blue x 3 = Silver
As I’ve aged I’ve come to learn that I want less rather than more. It’s also become easier in many ways to eliminate things, possessions, from my life. It may have taken a pandemic, but I’m finally truly embracing Marie Kondo in a manner far more profound than simply rolling up my sweaters and storing … Continue reading Home sweet home
As I sit at my dining table on a Sunday scrolling through images of hiking boots, I can’t help but laughingly wonder who am I? The last, and only, time I bought hiking boots was 1993. My then boyfriend (and now former husband) and I were preparing for our first vacation together. Our destination was … Continue reading Hike more, worry less
Most of my life I've been at the least ever-so-slightly ashamed of my home. It was never - *big enough *clean enough *maintained well enough *decorated stylishly enough *ever truly finished Because owning a house means there’s always a project. Yes, I said ALWAYS and we all know I don’t commit easily or well. In … Continue reading 25 years in the DelSo
I fully expect to some day reflect back upon this time in my life sartorially as my “braided pigtail days.” For whatever reason, lopsided braids with matching elastic hair bands are just where I’m at these days. I’m liking it, especially when I can add lipstick and my favorite knit hat. I’m at an age … Continue reading It’s just a phase
There once was a time when I wished to be an Irish princess, Rose of Tralee to be specific. It was before I had located my father’s family in Ireland and I was reaching for any connection I could make to that magically green country from where the father I never met came. To become … Continue reading Irish royalty
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