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SHINEY THINGS
We were first introduced by a mutual friend while sitting at a bar. My mother always told me “never trust a man you meet at a bar, cos he’s only looking for one thing.” This was a little different, however, as it was at a high end neighborhood restaurant and everyone knew most everybody there, Continue reading
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LOOKING UP
Many years ago, after a devastating divorce, I thought I had finally reached my limit to my quota of happiness. I swore I was through with dating, relationships and men, and was content to live out the rest of my life alone. I didn’t like it, but I was able to accept it. After all, Continue reading
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Honeymoon Stories: My Favorite Hat
The day had been as equally glorious on the waters of Alex Bay as the previous ones. The sunshine was bright, necessitating us to don our straw hats the rest of the afternoon. The morning had been spent lounging on the boat, as any good honeymooner would do, and we were no different. The lunch basket was empty, ice Continue reading
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Honeymoon Stories : The Spoon Rest
Anyone who knows me understands I enjoy storytelling. It is also understood I can, from time to time, somewhat embellish the facts, purely for entertainment value. All of what I am about to tell you, however, is true. Every single word. People usually save the best for last, but not me. This was just too Continue reading
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Love and Dinner
The restaurant was filled to capacity, as is usual during the busy summer boating season. My boyfriend and I were escorted by the flustered young hostess to the small table closest to the door, a seat we were thankful to get amongst sun burned, salty smelling diners who had arrived before us. Since it looked like Continue reading
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Missing Our Links
Eight weeks from tomorrow, I will be married. Again. The feelings racing through my psyche are so varied and absolutely random, a sure sign my world is about to be turned upside down. In a good way, of course. Many of the people I want to attend the ceremony can not be there, and I am Continue reading
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Brown Sauce and Hot Dogs
When I was eight years old growing up on Long Island, my father was still in the learning stages of his career as a manager. He would eventually become supervisor of various oil plants through out New York state, but for purposes of this story, it suffice to say he made enough money for my mom, Continue reading
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JUST THIS SIDE OF AMAZING – WE LITTLE BALLERINAS
From 2008 Exercising has never been one of my favorite things to do. In fact, I hated it up until a year ago. No longer able to blame my extra girth on baby weight (my youngest is 25 years old) I realized with a heavy heart that my belly was not going to go Continue reading
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One Pose at a Time
As a self proclaimed hot yoga addict, I have begun to realize just how lucky I have been during my stay here on earth. I think its safe to say that I have always been one to take the easy way, the short cut, the path of least resistance. After all, my motto has always Continue reading
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The Eyes of Lazarus
The shortest sentence in the bible comes from verse John 11:35: “Jesus wept.” It was in response to standing at the tomb of his dear friend upon arriving at Bethany, the home of Martha & Mary. Lazarus had already been laid to rest for four days when Jesus proclaimed ‘Lazarus, come out!’ The dead man Continue reading
About Me
Essayist, yogi, mom and wife, not necessarily in that order.
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