As a student, newly arrived in Albany, my grocery shopping was limited to whatever I could carry. I didn’t have a car, nor did I really buy anything that I couldn’t eat with a spoon which meant my shopping list typically revolved around cereal, yogurt and ice cream - all of which could be had … Continue reading When did I become too posh for the Delaware Ave Price Chopper?
Seventeen things I learned in 2017
Never regret money spent traveling. I’m not a good boss and have no interest in ever owning a business again. That being said, I did learn how to do payroll and use Quickbooks. The Hudson Valley has no shortage of adorable and fun places for quick getaways. For every $1000 spent on a cosmetic household … Continue reading Seventeen things I learned in 2017
What are you doing New Year’s Eve?
(Before you read this I suggest queuing up Ella Fitzgerald’s version of the title song. It’s one of the finest vocals ever.) New Year’s Eve is kind of a weird holiday to me. Long after the childthood challenge of staying up until the ball dropped lost its novelty, it remains a night of varying significance … Continue reading What are you doing New Year’s Eve?
Facials at the Jenkinstown Day Spa
When was the last time you had a facial? It’s been a long time since I had one, which almost explains why I refused to abandon the idea of indulging myself during my holiday vacation even though it took some effort to get appointments. Our original plan was Rhinebeck for an afternoon of window shopping, … Continue reading Facials at the Jenkinstown Day Spa
Ode to panettone
I don’t remember what made me buy the first one. Despite my mother’s German origins, it wasn’t as if fruit cake was part of my holiday traditions. As a matter of fact, I had distinct and negative memories of an episode involving fruitcakes baked in November, and left to soak in rum until Christmas, and … Continue reading Ode to panettone
Christmas gift to myself (Aside from the gifts I’ve already given myself)
I’ve decided to abstain from weighing myself from the remainder of the month. That’s right, I’m going to deny myself the chance to feel badly beginning first thing in the morning when I step on the scale. Because that’s what inevitably happens if the number reads higher than I had hoped. Not checking in daily … Continue reading Christmas gift to myself (Aside from the gifts I’ve already given myself)
I’ll never be mistaken for Florence Nightingale
My bedside manner is seriously lacking. Don’t believe me? Ask my middle child – the one I told to put a Band-Aid on the cut which eventually required 8 stitches. He’ll corroborate my complete fail as a nurse, trust me. The most recent example of my abysmal diagnostic skills occurred last weekend. Let me tell … Continue reading I’ll never be mistaken for Florence Nightingale
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