a moment of serenity I have a bad habit of trying to cram all I can into my days. Not just on this trip, but in my life in general. The more I can do, the more I have to mark off a list. The more lists I can make, the less
Today was a very retrospective day. It finally hit me that this dream had actually come true. If for some reason I had to leave tomorrow, this experience will have already exceeded my expectations. I was standing on the jogging path in Central Park, looking over the lake at the
I want to name today’s post “Stupid Is as Stupid Does.” Just like Forrest Gump, I started walking toward my subway station and kept walking until I hit the East River. Then I turned around and walked until I hit the other side, the Hudson River. In other words, I walked the
Today was a reality check. It was a typical Monday morning with leftover client work from home to complete, a conference call to make and some billing to send out. My equipment was not cooperating with me. The software I use every day of my life decided to crash. The backup
Why is it that I always find myself in the middle of historic events. I was in Memphis when Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. was shot. I was in France when their president Georges Pompidou died and I was shut out of the country when the 9/11 disaster occurred. Now I’m in New
This is a great apartment. Couldn’t have picked a more perfect place. It’s about 900 square feet, which is really big for NY. The building was built in 1880s so it has that wonderful old charm. The floor is old 8-9″ wide pine planks, two fireplaces, and is beautifully decorated
Where do I start? I’ve got so much to tell. First time in my life I’ve ever arrived at the airport on time. Write that one down. The night before I left was quite eventful. We had a bad storm and a tree fell, covering the driveway. Then we
I’ll never forget lying there, about to be prepped for surgery. I was just minutes away from having my tubes tied. My days of having babies was about to end. My doctor tried to console me, but I kept crying uncontrollably. You see, I loved being pregnant and having babies.
Walking into an Apple Store is not like walking into a WalMart. You saunter into an Apple Store . . . you know, with an attitude. You stroll in taking slow, long steps. Your head moves front to back to the beat of the iPod in your pocket. You wear
Spent the afternoon with one of my dearest friends, Julia Oliver. She is 90+ (she will KILL me for divulging her age) and one of the wisest women I’ve ever met. She taught children’s Sunday School at our church for decades. Miss Julia was the type teacher who if your
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