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October 31, 2014
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In My Humble Opinion

America’s got talent!

Okay, I admit it. I’m a reality show junkie. On the rare occasion that I find myself at home, rather than traversing the countryside in search of adventure, I can be found on the couch, remote in hand. Thanks to the Gypsy weddings, dance competitions and parades of bachelors seeking brides, I am never let down when seeking a guilty pleasure.  Read more

Spring in the Catskills is off the hook!

Thank you, Mother Nature, for (finally) coming through. With April showers nowhere in sight, I’ve a spring in my step and have flung open the windows, hung laundry on the line and am preparing for the house cleaning that is always so good for the soul. The change of seasons awakens more than the birds, bees and darling buds of May, and this past week offered events that herald the celebration of life that we all cherish here in the Upper Delaware River Valley.  Read more

You’ve come a long way, baby

Preconceived notions are a funny thing—rarely true and often misleading. So, I was not prepared for the reality of how beauty pageants have actually changed over the years. Since Easter and Passover were taking center stage, my schedule was not as full as usual, so I took advantage of the opportunity to immerse myself in the Sullivan County Pageant held in Callicoon, NY (www.villaroma.com) last weekend.  Read more

A little birdie told me

Finally, spring is in the air. Despite the somewhat frigid temps and occasional snow showers, the undeniable signs of seasonal change are everywhere. Although I’ve yet to have a sighting, friends and neighbors have been spotting robins throughout the Upper Delaware Valley and the icicles on my roof are slowly beating a retreat. Making a mental note to ignore the groundhog next year, I attempted to brush the wonder dog, whose fur coat was out of control, and threw my hands up, frustrated over the snarls and knots that had taken her hostage over the harsh winter months.  Read more

It isn’t easy being green

Actually, it wasn’t easy avoiding being green last week, so I gave in fairly quickly and got my Irish on, along with the rest of the Upper Delaware River Valley. On Friday, I decided to make my way to Hancock, NY and get a sneak peek at the new dance hall—My Shady Lady, which was hosting a private party.  Read more

That’s entertainment!

Oh, my aching feet! If ever I wondered whether I had missed my calling to work in food service, the answer is now crystal clear. A few months ago, I accepted an invitation to represent The River Reporter and take part in the 5th annual Sullivan County Boys and Girls Club Celebrity Dinner (www.bgorange.org) held this past weekend in Callicoon, NY (www.villaroma.com).  Read more

No strings attached

I would not describe myself as someone who’s afraid of commitment. In fact, there are times when I overextend and then find myself flailing about as I seek to honor the many promises I’ve made while my life unravels, creating loose ends that eventually need to be tied up, lest knots occur. Seeking to avoid such chaos in the weeks and months to come, there’s no time like the present to take stock as we prepare to change the clocks and spring forward into a season of warmer temps and the many events happening throughout the Upper Delaware Valley.  Read more

Women... can’t live without ‘em

Making up more than half of the population in the United States, women are now considered by many to be the driving force behind the nation. Outnumbering men by almost eight million, female influence on the American way of life is no longer in dispute, but the rest of the world still has some catching up to do.  Read more

Now is the winter of my discontent

I’ve spent the past week searching for the bright side, keeping one eye on the weather and counting down the days till spring. For some reason, this winter has been tougher for me than years past and it’s been an effort to keep digging myself out and plowing ahead. Waking up this morning to burst and frozen pipes was the icing on the cake, so I turned to others for solace, inspiration, comfort and joy. Fighting the blues, I had to dig deep, and was surprised that 17th century poet Anne Bradstreet resonated, since poets are generally not my thing.  Read more

Love is a four-letter word

Valentine’s Day is not for the faint of heart. For those of us bravely facing the world alone, the onslaught of romance, hearts and flowers can be a bit much at this time of year, and since my cup doesn’t exactly “runneth” over today, I’ve decided to accentuate the positive. Being single does have certain advantages. I don’t love washing the dishes, and with no one around, I can eat my dinner right out of the frying pan and drink my milk straight from the carton without the slightest twinge of remorse. Jealous?  Read more