Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
If you are not deeply concerned about the direction this country is heading in at breakneck speed, skip this post and make yourself aware of what is happening. I’ll give you some key words to search, ok? Mahmoud Khalil Federal Education Department Social Security Ukraine Greenland Canada Illegal protests on campuses Transgender citizens Tax cuts … Continue reading Sending a message
In “my” library at school, which was completely renovated recently, we have a banging a/v system, complete with Bose speakers. Often we’ll project a scene onto the big screen, something inspiring or designed to transport viewers from the greyness of winter in upstate New York. Cozy fireplaces and spring gardens can literally warm the soul, … Continue reading Nurturing eagles as democracy dies
A lot has changed since I first began traveling to Europe. I’ve gone from having the heaviest piece of luggage in our friend group of 7 to being able to successfully pack for a 4 week trip in a small carry on bag. No longer do I have to watch every franc, guilder, pound or … Continue reading Sign your name
I’m making an effort to take breaks from the dumpster fire that is the United States, be it a quick trip “home” to Ireland to spend time with family, reading voraciously or chilling on the couch with trashy television and freshly baked cookies with a side of milk. Expressing my outrage and disgust with the … Continue reading No pocket for my sunshine
Driving to work the other morning, I heard a story on NPR about a movement presently gaining traction in the midwest - risky play. This unstructured free play, which has been present and promoted in Canadian schools for decades, is thought to foster communication and cooperation between participants, two actions I believe we can all agree should … Continue reading Risky business
Most people, I think, believe that restaurants are a place to spend some time and take a meal. I suppose for many this is the basic truth. For those folks, though, I feel sad because a quality experience in a restaurant is about so much more than what goes into your mouth. I’ll give you … Continue reading My Dublin home
After nearly 15 years of being the mother of a teenager, that chapter of my life quietly drew to a close earlier this month. Well, it was quiet for me. Since my son celebrated with friends in Oneonta, I can’t attest to the level of volume he actually experienced, but I imagine it was a … Continue reading Teen mom no more
