Not My Brother’s Keeper…
Friday was a gorgeous day in New York City.
A dawning of a New Year usually invites hope to do and feel your best to insure a fabulously happy and productive new year.
Whatta man, Whatta Man, Whatta Man… Just replayed President Obama’s farewell address.
Location, location, location. The Upper West Side is not known for fabulous dining experiences so when a new place pops up in my ‘hood, I rush to judgment. April Bloomfield […]
After 37 years together I thought I knew just about everything about my husband. Not so fast.
I feel confidant that most of my readership has been to New York City. Here’s a thought that literally assaulted me on my way home last night.
In light of my daughter moving on it was necessary for me to, as well. It was time to step up and be forthright.
The Devil’s work…my blog has introduced and reacquainted me with many fabulous peeps.