I've noticed some reporting recently about cat calls, social media buzz word stuff. I haven't yet had a moment to click through and read any of what has been written, but intend to momentarily. Before I read what the discussion is, I wanted to express my own experiences and opinion without influence.I don't remember when … Continue reading Claws out over catcalls
Category: musings
Will it go round in circles?
You remember that Billy Preston song, don't you? I don't think I've heard it or even thought of it in at least 20 years. Until about two weeks ago, that is. The context that day was a theme park, a carousel, and a boy. The song popped into my head and caused me to smile. … Continue reading Will it go round in circles?
The pretension of DelSo
I've been doing this DelSo thing for close to 5 years and have been called a couple of things. I think interesting is my favorite. Over at Tablehopping I, along with my neighbors, I suppose, recently earned the title "pretentious." Here - read it for yourself. What do you think? Was dubbing my little neighborhood … Continue reading The pretension of DelSo
I wish that I could be like the cool kids
Have you heard this catchy little tune by Echosmith? When it comes on the radio Quinn always ask me to turn it up "like a party" and he sings along to the lyrics: "I wish that I could be like the cool kids,'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in...I wish that I … Continue reading I wish that I could be like the cool kids
Don’t. Stop. Believing.
Every year when it is time to drive west from wherever we happen to be on Cape Cod, I don't want to leave. It doesn't matter how much I miss my own home or that I already have a place booked for the following summer - I don't want my beach time to be finished. … Continue reading Don’t. Stop. Believing.
The speed of sound
One of the things I most miss about being on vacation are the sounds - the remarkable buzz of the hummingbirds, the rhythmic pounding of the waves, the echo of my running feet on the sandy road. Each of those noises reminded me that I no longer was home in the DelSo and I grew … Continue reading The speed of sound
Tree hugging
I was bold this evening. For a few minutes, at least. I went for a run, a short one, and sported only a skort and a modest running bra. This is not my usual attire, especially not during daylight hours, and I vacillated in a somewhat schizophrenic fashion between thinking I was fit and believing … Continue reading Tree hugging
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