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
Category: musings
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
Pacing myself
It seems that so much of life involves schedules and commitments. When we're at work, during our designated work hours, we frequently have to respond to the demands of others, doing what "they" want, when "they" want it. In my chosen profession(s) I have to be responsive to other people's needs and, when it's work … Continue reading Pacing myself
Morning thoughts
The sun is peeking out from the soft grey clouds and my private little deck beckons. Listening to the birds and the trees on a quiet morning while the rest of the house still sleeps, is one of my favorite times of the day. No one needs anything, other than the hummingbird who just cruised … Continue reading Morning thoughts
