Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
It feels like forever since I’ve checked luggage when traveling. I think I initially got away from it because of the added expense, but cost was not the only reason I abandoned the indulgence of checked luggage. I’ve heard far too many nightmares about bags not making it to their destination, particularly during these crazy … Continue reading Carrying on
The Times Union’s columnist and resident complainer, Chris Churchill, published a piece this week (3/21/23) about Madison Square Garden and their seemingly permanent tax exempt status. As I read it, I thought about the number of concerts I attended at this venue as a teenager and more recent shows in the past decade or so. In addition … Continue reading (Madison Square) Garden Party
One of the first things I ever wrote was about my mom and the sweaters she knit. In case you don’t know, my mother has always been remarkably talented when it came to needlework, be it sewing, knitting, crocheting or embroidery. In the piece I wrote, I imagined what her thoughts might have been as … Continue reading Knitted together
Does anyone remember when flying was fun? While I may have missed the heyday I saw depicted in Mad Men, even I can recall when arriving at the airport to fly to a new location, maybe even in a different time zone, felt exciting. These days, though, the emotions prompted by the tasks of getting … Continue reading Flying circus
The feeling of having a child you actually birthed nestled in your arms, asleep and lightly drooling. If time travel were an option, I’d like to have that sensation again - with each of my boys. My Christmas ornament which had been a gift from my kindergarten teacher. It was glass, originally red, with my name correctly spelled in … Continue reading Missing
It happened again. For the second time in a few short months, I found myself crying in a yoga studio. Unlike that other time, though, I didn’t see the tears coming and I can’t pinpoint exactly what it was that caused me to cry. If I were forced to point the finger of blame, I’d … Continue reading A cry in the dark
Prior to my recent (2018 and 2022) trips to Rome and Naples, I’d visited Italy twice. Both of those trips were with my former husband, once just the two of us and once with the boys in tow, along with friends. They were both good trips, particularly the one in 1995, sans kids. Our original … Continue reading I’ll take Italy
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