Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
Man, this weather, huh? Summer has never been my favorite season, other than for the time off work, and this year has not swayed me in the slightest. Temperatures in the 90°s, coupled with ridiculous humidity, leave me feeling lazy and unproductive - two adjectives with which I don’t like being associated. It turns out … Continue reading Summer morning walks
Today was the last work day of my academic year. It was also the day I finalized, I hope, my Rent the Runway items for next month’s trip to Italy. It’s been a process - hearting items and adding them to my Italy, 2023 list, being on the site when they became available in my … Continue reading Dressing for la vita dolce life
Sunday's Pride Parade and celebration was absolutely epic. The forecast was for cloudy skies but Mother Nature wasn't having it and instead beamed sunshine down on an event that somehow manages to both make me smile so hard my cheeks hurt and cry. Sometimes simultaneously. I attend this event not because I identify as anything … Continue reading So very proud
Last weekend there was a flurry of activity as my home was prepared to become our home. After more than a decade of being the sole household decision maker, things are about to change as my guy and I take the next step in our relationship - cohabitation. While this is an exciting moment for … Continue reading Subtracting to add
We had done our best to successfully navigate from home to the train station to the hotel and, finally, the venue where we had been requested to arrive 90 minutes before showtime in order to secure our phones and other electronics. Something which was just not happening. Miraculously, we managed to get The Beacon Theater … Continue reading It’s a bird. It’s a plane. It’s a rock star – Bono at the Beacon.
It feels like forever since I’ve checked luggage when traveling. I think I initially got away from it because of the added expense, but cost was not the only reason I abandoned the indulgence of checked luggage. I’ve heard far too many nightmares about bags not making it to their destination, particularly during these crazy … Continue reading Carrying on
The first time I went to Palm Springs, I was 18. I’d never flown before (other than a reputed flight to Arkansas to visit a godmother I have zero contact with, when I was an infant) and the experience was eye opening. The desert amazed me and I, in a most unexpected way, immediately fell … Continue reading Palm Springs, home no more
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