Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
There’s no escaping the reach of American politics these days and flying thousands of miles away is not sufficient distance to feel removed. It’s a crazy time and, during our time in Italy, one of the first questions we’ve gotten, delivered in the most hesitant and polite manner, is wtf is going on in America? … Continue reading Fussing and fighting
Here… the water is salty. the wine is delightful. the pastry is outstanding. it’s a lovely blend of quiet and boisterous. it’s so reminiscent of Greece. our accommodations are made for 2 in a most perfect way. the walkways can be slippery. Shoes with some grip on the sole are my recommendation. the beaches are … Continue reading Pronto Polignano
I have a distinct memory of childhood. I was lying flat on my back in a shallowly filled tub and I noticed that I had a puddle in my chest. It was, to my eyes, deep and I called my mother into the bathroom so she, too, could have a look at it. She assured … Continue reading My boobs have been good to me
In the next six weeks, I’ve got a lot moving parts to facilitate. Note that I did not use the word “manage.” This was a very intentional language choice. While I will internalize and stress about all of the balls up in the air, I refuse to pretend I have the ability to exert any … Continue reading Out of bandwidth
I have incredibly mixed feelings about home ownership. Yes, I love the freedom of deciding how many pets I can have and what colors the walls will be, but the stress of not knowing how to do much maintenance, beyond cleaning and replacing, weighs heavily on me. It means I’m dependent on others to take … Continue reading Water and weed aka home owner woes
For the first time in years (maybe pre-Covid Era?), I participated in a local story telling event, The Front Parlor series. I’ve told stories before, but never at this particular venue and I was really excited. A few months ago I had prepared a story to suit the theme of “forgiveness,” but that gathering, disappointingly, … Continue reading Starry Story Night
During a recent class, my yoga instructor (J) talked a lot, something I don’t mind at all - especially when she starts the class with a statement about phones not belonging in the studio. Rant: I will never be able to understand why anyone (other than someone in a serious medical situation) would even want … Continue reading please be patient with me
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