Feeding The Beast…
I have announced my austerity plan. My only way to feed the shopping beast is by playing supermarket sweepstakes…I feed my retail beast and simultaneously feed the beasts in the […]
I have announced my austerity plan. My only way to feed the shopping beast is by playing supermarket sweepstakes…I feed my retail beast and simultaneously feed the beasts in the […]
The party’s over… I depart New York City tomorrow with a heavy heart and apprehensive of looming boredom.
There’s a new dating service…tailormade.com. The only caveat is the men are from a confined dating pool and all set ups are in bars.
Yesterday dawned sunny, clear and minus the humidity. My migraine was still hangin’ in just like the house guest that never leaves despite valiant attempts to kick them out.
Dirty Little Secrets… Friday morning, David and I did something we have never done before in broad daylight, during the work week.
Big day for my mother. She just had the Cadillac of stairlifts installed. No danger of hearing her cry out, “I’ve fallen and I can’t get up!”
I live in both Manhattan and Los Angeles. For obvious reasons people label me bicoastal.
There’s a celebration going on. I am ready to proclaim to the world that my mother just turned 95.
I wrestle with stereotypes and feel vaguely schizophrenic. To quote Popeye..”I am what I am”…I am a very independent, liberated woman as well as a mother and housewife.