Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
My second March mini getaway was a train trip to Philadelphia with my OG Albany (via South Troy) friend, Mary. It was her first visit to the city of Brotherly Love and my third and we got lucky with good weather, easy train connections and a hotel located right next to the Reading Terminal Market. … Continue reading Philly for 48+ hours
Since I retired my reading habits have changed a bit. No longer do I read professional journals for book reviews to keep up with the latest titles, nor do I curate a collection of young adult titles which I have my pick of to read. Instead, I now go to the library for print books. … Continue reading Hate reading
It started with one of my favorite yoga classes at The Hot Yoga Spot - core focused flow. This never-quite-the-same -twice practice turns me into a sweaty mess, but the returns are real. My abdomen is definitely reaping the rewards of 60 minutes spent on my mat breathing through crunches, high and low boat poses … Continue reading A sublime Sunday.
If you follow me on other social media sites, you know that I’ve been dealing with a serial polluter in my neighborhood. This person, who has a consistent drink order at Dunkin and an appreciation for breakfast sandwiches with sausage and filet of fish from McDonald’s, has been dumping their garbage on the side of … Continue reading Your trash and my dirty weekend
One of my favorite hotel stays was many years ago in Amsterdam - and no, I’m not talking about that sweet botel docked behind Centraal Station again. This was a much later visit, with my then-teenaged oldest son and my German uncle and aunt. It was also situated behind Centraal Station but was decidedly much … Continue reading Getting Hot
Approximately 9 years ago, I raced into LL Bean looking to replace the bindings on my cross country skis. I can’t recall exactly what the issue had been, maybe it was something to do with replacing my boots and realizing that the new boots wouldn’t pair with my existing bindings, but in my dire need … Continue reading That time LL Bean bought me ski boots at REI
Generally, I’m not really a reality tv person. Maybe it was the Kardashians that killed that genre for me. I remember being subjected to their toxic family dynamic, in a nail salon that I used to frequent, and wondering who in the world would want to sit around watching family members yell at one another … Continue reading Queer (tear in my) Eye
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