Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
If I were in charge of the world, on October 7th, 2023, my response to the atrocities committed against Israeli concert goers and, by extension, their families, their loved ones and all Jewish people, I would have locked Netanyahu, Yahya Sinwar and Mahmoud Abbas* in a room until they figured it the fuck out. Outside … Continue reading Mom (self)discipline
I’m tired of living in a country that exhausts me. Yet, still… I can’t sleep. The first couple of weeks of school always kick my ass. Trying to reacclimate to being constantly amongst other people professionally, while attempting to continue all the social activities that I enjoy, takes some time. Especially when sleep does not … Continue reading How can we sleep at night?
Sunday morning I awoke very early, even earlier than the time my alarm was set for and that was at an hour that I hadn’t started my day at in months. I pulled some clothes on, brushed my teeth and texted my fellow sunrise appreciative vacationer friend to confirm that she was awake and ready … Continue reading Daybreak
As I reclined on my mat in the dark yoga studio the other night, I realized that in two weeks, school would be back in session. How did that happen? This mid August epiphany is one that I’ve experienced dozens upon dozens of times, usually with the same takeaway - damn, summers certainly go by … Continue reading Two Weeks Notice
Trigger warning: I’m going to be talking about toes. During Covid, while I worked on my yoga practice via Zoom and did my best to master chaturanga, I posted a video showing my progress. A friend, after watching me roll my toes as I transitioned to upward dog from low plank, commented “Krakatoa!” and I’ve … Continue reading Krakatoa Summer
I remember the first time I met Mark. I can’t say that’s always the case when I’m introduced to someone, but I remember those moments very clearly. It was early in ‘93 and I had come upstate from Chelsea, where I was living, with my new boyfriend. He was introducing me to the small western … Continue reading When it’s not “but a scratch.”
I don’t listen to radio very much anymore. Ever since my car radio tragically refused to abandon the AM band, I’ve become adept at playing either music or an audiobook from my phone via an aux cord. Techie, I’m not. There was a recent morning spent helping my kid manage his cat’s vet visit for … Continue reading Radio over
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