My dining room is command central, my studio, my gallery, the dogs room, and oh yeah… where we eat on occasion. The prettiest and the messiest and the second most used room, (next to the bathroom) of our home. the pictures say it all: CAN YOU FIND THE DOG?
Someone called me today and said they hoped I was feeling better and I had to ask myself “was I sick?” and then remembered my moody gloomy self yesterday,all out of sorts and going to my “there is no Place like NYC” place. Ah gee. Like Simon Cowell would say “Indulgent NONsense”. It is a… Read More Don’t hold me to it!
On days like today, don’t ask me why, I miss NYC more than I can bear. I long to be there and everything in the way of my being there feels like plot against me to keep me from being completely happy. I envy the folks that get to smell the bus exhaust and eat… Read More NYC
When I woke up today, I was confused. Is it over already? One week ago today, I woke up, excited that it was a Monday with no school and the week lay in front of me like a blank canvas, full of possibility (within the constraints of our “at home” Spring Break). We spent… Read More Spring Break aand other things that go too fast…
Sometimes I just have to stop and catch my breath and take it all in. Sometimes I cannot believe how blessed I am, how with the exception of an Oscar and perhaps another child, I have gotten almost everything I dreamed of…and then some. How despite the fact that the roof over my head leaks,… Read More The Art Show
I did not really know him, but he was the baby brother of one of my dearest bestest friends from High School. I knew he was sick, but he had beaten the odds, so many times, I just figured he would continue to do so and live a nice long life. But last week, I… Read More Two Women, One Car and A Funeral
Have you ever lost your keys? Of course you have. And if you are like me, you lose them more than you care to say. Yes, I have a “hook” where they are supposed to go. And I try to remember to “put them back in the same place every time!” just like my helpful… Read More FINDING LOST THINGS
I Hate this house. I hate the country. I hate the isolation and the dirt and leaking roof and the broken everything. I hate it all. I want to live in the city in a two bedroom apartment and get take out food every night and work full time and have a cleaning lady two… Read More Todays Rant…read at your own risk
Oh Nancy, I am so sorry. I did not know your Mother. And really, way back when, I barely knew you. Yet somehow, we have been reconnected by this thing called Facebook, you are in my life, I am loving getting to know you now and now I see your mom has died. I am… Read More For Nancy
I have always always believed that every single moment, good or bad, happy or sad, happens for a reason. Or maybe rather, what I mean is that each moment… is indispensable. Even if the only reason is…to get us to the next moment. Like a step. Like a breath. Like a stepping stone. Nothing… Read More Pixels
