Earlier this year I made the decision to cancel my YMCA membership. Financially and physically it just wasn't making sense for me anymore and I've reallocated my membership $$ to the Hot Yoga Spot. I haven't regretted my choice at all. Well, almost not at all. I was only taking one class a week at … Continue reading Weighing in
Looking for patterns
If you were to look in my closet, you'd notice a number of similar items, like these two dresses, for instance. My tendency to gravitate to a certain style of shoe (chunky Mary Janes, preferably black), boots (knee-high, brown lace-ups) and sweaters (oversize and loosely woven) is easily discernible. I've got a thing for purple … Continue reading Looking for patterns
Expectations
What are "reasonable" expectations? Are you comfortable with those you have and, presumably, honor? I was thinking about some of the expectations I have and considering their degree of realism. I think I do ok with most of them. My problem comes when I allow something external to start putting the squeeze on me - … Continue reading Expectations
The mean streets of Albany
Occasionally when I write, I pause to consider how a particular post is going to play. Will it garner comments? What sort of response will it get? How many retweets or shares will it prompt? I really don't know how the incident I'm about to share will be received, but I'm just going to put it out … Continue reading The mean streets of Albany
What (this) Mom really wants for Mother’s Day…
to… • wake up and not need to immediately take the dog out because one of the Fabulous Lilly Boys (FLB) already has done the job • make extra coffee and enjoy it on the back deck in the morning sunshine • find the newspaper on the dining room table without having to actually leave … Continue reading What (this) Mom really wants for Mother’s Day…
Talking smack
Seeing that we're officially in the merry, merry month of May, it seems appropriate to talk about flowers. Typically, we Albanians, discuss the state of the tulip beds in Washington Park at this time of the year. Are they blooming already? Will it be an epic Tulip Fest or more of a Stem Fest? I … Continue reading Talking smack
My just deserts
We celebrated a birthday this week, in a fairly low-key fashion. While I generally write a birthday piece and devote it to the celebrant, I struggled with a cohesive message when it came to my middle son's birthday and a litany of pithy observations and attributes just felt forced. You see, he is, as my … Continue reading My just deserts
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