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A few random questions for your consideration

  • imageWhat do you think is more likely to change – a person or a situation?
  • Do people get run over every day on Troy’s Hoosick Street? Why aren’t there more pedestrian crosswalks? Why don’t people use the ones which are there?
  • Is it uncommon to alternate between feeling feel ultra calm and on the verge of hyperventilating?
  • Are you registered to vote? Have you seen the Republican candidates? Don’t they make you want to vote?
  • How fun does this look?  Who else is in?
  • Is it easier for you to remember or to forget?
  • Any advice on how to score tickets for a soccer match in Barcelona? Lisbon?
  • Did you make any resolutions for 2015? How’s that going?
  • Do you agree that most people would be more pleasant if we had a 3-day weekend every week?
  • If you could only have one flavor of ice cream for the rest of your life, what would it be?
  • What scares you more – things never changing or the fact that they might not stay the same?


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Lucky! In the right place at the right time walking on broken glass.

A couple of months ago when I was in NYC with the girls, I received a text message with a photo attached. While it was hot and humid in the city, Albany was getting pummeled by a storm complete with wind and intense rain. The picture perfectly captured the severity of the storm including the tree in my neighbor’s yard which, I’m convinced, will one day fall on my house.

My immediate response was panic – Oh, no! What can I do?! I quickly concluded: nothing. My next thought was “at least there isn’t anyone at home to get hurt and stuff is just stuff.” With that realization, I picked up my glass of rose and carried on with living.

This morning Jeter become possessed by a squirrel he spotted on the front porch. He ran from window to door to window before finally jumping up to slam himself against the door window, shattering it, of course, into a million pieces. Miraculously, unlike when I put my hand through a door’s glass window, Jeter came through completely unscathed.

I shooed him out and got to work cleaning up the larger shanks shards of glass by hand before busting out the vacuum to get the finer pieces. It took some time. During the day I got an estimate for the repair. I considered calling for help with the removal of the door (by the hinges) and lugging it down the steps to load into my car to bring to the glass shop. I didn’t. I figured out how to take the hinge pins out myself and carefully somehow got the door off and into my car.

Reflecting on the morning, I was appreciative that I had been home when Jeter finally went through the window. It was only a matter of time before it happened and it would have been awful if I hadn’t been there to clean up the glass.  He could have gotten hurt.  It could have been so much worse.

So many potential perils – wind and rain and broken glass and all I have is a splinter or two in my hands.  Lucky.

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Don’t stop thinking about tomorrow

imageI’ve been going through a Stevie Nicks/Fleetwood Mac phase. It was prompted by the book I’m currently reading, a Stevie Nicks biography. The book is no where near the quality of the music I’ve been listening to on my Fleetwood Mac Pandora station, but I have learned a few new things about one of my teenaged music heroines.

My fondness for Stevie and “The Mac’, as the author insists upon calling them, isn’t a recent thing. Rumours was my very first favorite album and I recall both Bella Donna and Wild Heart getting a lot of play on my Walkman. It was definitely about the music initially but over the years, the lyrics have made an equally strong impression upon me.

Running today, the songs went directly to a place deep inside me. I thought about what’s going on in my life and how sometimes we need to hear that it’s ok to go your own way. Time keeps moving and sometimes we need to change directions.  Love is only one fine star away.

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What are you full of?

imageDuring last night’s mental therapy run, I was thinking about potential and how long it takes for some to accept the challenge and make the effort required to embody their own unrealized possibility. Self actualization  – it isn’t necessarily an easy thing to accomplish.

Change and growth can be scary.  There’s an inherent risk involved when we let go of what we know to reach for something new. I see this hesitation, this lack of movement, at times in myself as well as in (other) important people in my life and it can be maddeningly frustrating.  It’s hard to feel, it’s equally hard to witness.

Possessing potential is great but over the years I’ve learned that a central core of ability is nothing, unless it comes coupled with the capacity to work hard. Without drive and determination, being full of potential can closely resemble being full of sh*t.

A couple of songs which hammered home what I was thinking and feeling during those five miles. Thank you, Fiona and Aimee for the wisdom.


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Working my block and other randoms

imageI’ve worked on Lark Street between Spring and State Streets for nearly 13 years. That’s like a third of my life (+10).

My head has so many ideas racing around. I really want to make Lark + Lily the kind of place I’ve always looked to frequent – comfortable, consistent, warm, not overly serious.

That kind of sounds like me, doesn’t it?

I don’t have an aesthetic as much as I have an energy.

Making the transition from watching OITNB to Girls, Season 1 has been…. interesting.

As I become more involved in restaurant matters, I find myself culling other areas of my life. I don’t have time for things which make me feel weighed down. Those unmatched socks and that pile of mending to be gone – one way or another.

Sometimes when I run with Jeter I worry that he’s going to have a heart attack. That being said, I haven’t run much this month. Between the bugs on vacation and the heat and humidity of this recent hot spell, I’m just not feeling it. I miss it.

Speaking of the weather, when its this hot all I am interested in eating is plain Greek yogurt with fruit and granola and Caprese. And ice cream , of course.

I never, ever imagined I would own a business. It’s crazy exciting.

I can’t wait to share some of the things I’ve got planned. It’s going to be fun.

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Painted skies

As I raced to the beach to catch the impending sunset, I couldn’t help but smile. This, I thought, is what I do. I chase beauty. Here’s a gallery of some of what I was fortunate enough  to catch during my recent Wellfleet vacation.

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One last thought – while the sky was magnificent to observe as the sun slipped down and away, the most stunning moments were those of the afterglow.  Truly understanding that almost makes the sunset foreplay for what comes next.

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Why print news producers should be inspired by breast milk

Image: time.com

Image: time.com

This is going to take a minute to explain, so bear with me. To begin, if you’ve ever had any experience with breastfeeding, be it yourself or someone who you’ve observed nursing a child, you’re probably familiar with the term “liquid gold” as a synonym for breast milk. It’s that precious of a commodity.

When one of my children was struggling to breastfeed, I resigned myself to feeding him breast milk from a bottle, rationalizing that it was the contents, not the vessel in which it was fed (delivered). It was a consolation. To use a news term, the takeaway was that my child was getting the nutrition he needed, even if the physical connection to the source wasn’t present.

Now, if you consider knowledge and information to also be precious commodities you’re probably a consumer of news. How dimageo you get your news? How has your method of acquiring information changed in the last 20 years? How about the last 3 years?

Personally, I only read the print edition of the local paper on Sundays. It’s a lovely little ritual complete with a second mug of coffee, scissors to clip coupons and an Edith Piaf or Miles Davis Pandora station.* The other six days of the week, I’m taking in news via Twitter, Facebook or news websites like timesunion.com, nyt.com and yes, even dailymail.co.uk.

I still want news, it’s just the vessel that has changed. Kind of like that breast milk in a bottle thing. Just because the print edition of a newspaper isn’t a growth industry, doesn’t mean that people don’t want to read news. And you know how breastmilk is uniquely formulated to meet the needs of an infant? That’s what these media-other-than-print information providers are already doing.

Digital news is preselected by the consumer according to the reader’s interests, politics and beliefs. Just think of who you follow on your various media platforms.  You get to decide what and when you want to read the news of the day. It’s like feeding on demand and I think it’s pretty cool – and satisfying.

Yep, there are times when you just have to bottle it – be it breast milk or the news.

*See? Music is still consumed, just in a different way!

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