Wading in with my new wellies

Let me open with a nod to Saratoga in August: I've got no horse in this race. I state this has an attempt to assure you that I have no investment in the current Capital District food blogging dust-up. But while I don't really care either way about who is "right," I'm not without some … Continue reading Wading in with my new wellies

Observations from 46 2/3

During my run the other night, it occurred to me that I was 2/3 of the way through my 46th year.  The realization prompted a few thoughts... I find myself with increasing frequency wondering if an article of clothing is "too young" or "too short." This is not a bid for compliments, just the reality … Continue reading Observations from 46 2/3

I miss my neighbors and other random laments from the perpetually busy

It seems like a long time since I've kicked back with my neighbors and enjoyed a bottle or two of wine.  It must be our crazy schedules with multiple jobs and obligations because it certainly isn't a lack of interest.  I find myself looking longingly out the window hoping to see their cars in the … Continue reading I miss my neighbors and other random laments from the perpetually busy