Confession: I have too much stuff, particularly clothing. These days when I look at the two-sided garment rack which is stationed outside of the closet large enough for me to step inside of, I feel weighed down and vaguely embarrassed. It's too much. I’ve defended my consumerism with numerous excuses - I lost weight and … Continue reading The urge to purge
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Superman never made any money
Let me preface this by saying I do not consider myself to be a superhero in any fashion. Actually, that's kind of the image I'm trying to dispel here. After receiving a couple of really nice compliments recently, I feel I need to lay a couple of things out because I wouldn't want anyone to … Continue reading Superman never made any money
Being a bad mom
Last month, my youngest son and I watched the movie Bad Moms together. Maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned that to you that since I told Quinn to deny seeing the movie if his father anyone asked. There were scenes that I really thought were funny, but I squirmed and covered Quinn’s ears and eyes at more … Continue reading Being a bad mom
British Invasion
On my very first trip to Europe, in 1988, I made a new friend, A. He was wearing leather bike gear, with a scruffy face and charming English accent. The attraction was immediate. We made a connection that led to numerous transatlantic flights and were lucky enough to explore a few amazing cities together. It's … Continue reading British Invasion
Finding my rhythm in Chicago
I started this post the day I returned from a quick weekend away at the beginning of a week that ended up feeling really long. I've got a folder full of these aborted writings, but I decided to revisit this one after catching up on last Sunday's New York Times. The featured magazine was about … Continue reading Finding my rhythm in Chicago
Upon waking to the news of Donald Trump’s victory
It seems appropriate that the sky is grey and the ground is wet. It matches my mood perfectly. I can’t stop shaking my head – whether to clear it of the thoughts which are racing about or as an inescapable response to lunacy around me, I’m not certain. This is bad. When I went to … Continue reading Upon waking to the news of Donald Trump’s victory
When music makes one a little sad – The Cohoes Music Hall
Saturday night, a friend and I drove up 787 to check out a guitar player he admires. It was a miserable night, but I was excited to see a live performance and I had never been to this particular venue before. You know me, always up for a new experience. I don’t remember the last … Continue reading When music makes one a little sad – The Cohoes Music Hall
