February 9th will mark the day that twelve years ago Quinn Padraig arrived and completed my family. Of all my babies, my pregnancy with him was the most challenging – there was an amnio, second trimester spotting, and enough ultrasounds to make a flip book of his growth. Gestating that guy was an intense combination of … Continue reading My dirty dozen boy
Category: Observations
Who are you?
Yeah, you. My reader. It's been more than 7 years, 2 domains and a divorce since DelSo was born. Over the years I've shared a lot of my life and self here, in print. You, as a reader, have come to know me on some level from my words. What makes you return here (assuming … Continue reading Who are you?
Living the dystopian dream
As a young adult librarian I read a lot of books. I have to - it's my job. When I'm not reading books, often I'm talking about them as I try to get kids excited about different titles. In recent years, some of the most popular fiction books have been kind of dark and usually … Continue reading Living the dystopian dream
American pride
Saturday was a remarkable day. The sun was shining, the photocopier at Staples worked correctly, and there was no line to use self-pay at the grocery store. All good things. Additionally, there was a protest march thing going on down by Albany's state Capitol, which was kind of big. Actually, it was fairly huge and … Continue reading American pride
Remember the children
Four years ago, as I sat in the humid warmth of an indoor water park while my children played, 20 children were murdered within the confines of their elementary school. As I read the story online, a bone chilling horror entered my body and lodged in my head. I considered that it could have been … Continue reading Remember the children
Gobbling it up
As I extracted the flyers from today's paper promoting Black Friday, and even Thanksgiving Day special sales, I couldn't help but wonder which "door buster" item would cause an injury as consumers rushed in to buy one. Would it be a television? Maybe a toy of limited quantity but mass appeal? We can read about … Continue reading Gobbling it up
Finding my rhythm in Chicago
I started this post the day I returned from a quick weekend away at the beginning of a week that ended up feeling really long. I've got a folder full of these aborted writings, but I decided to revisit this one after catching up on last Sunday's New York Times. The featured magazine was about … Continue reading Finding my rhythm in Chicago
