I went out dancing the other night. No, not ballet. My ballet days are over, I’m afraid. And no, most assuredly not the tango. My tango days are over, I’m very happy to say. This was dancing to the music … Continue reading →
I used to play the cello. Well, perhaps “play” is too strong a word. I was chosen for the instrument (no, that’s not a typo; I was chosen for it, rather than the reverse) in fifth grade, at the public … Continue reading →
Those of you who’ve followed the continuing saga of my 93-year old mother (yes, she just had a birthday) know that she moved back to NY in mid-November. So, how’s it going so far? Well, she hates it. But she’s … Continue reading →
I’ve been tagged for one of those meme things by my friend Fausta, “five things you don’t know about me.” Ah. what to divulge? I have an unusual breadth of choice, since some of the most basic facts about me … Continue reading →
Yesterday I drove down to New York to spend Christmas at my brother’s. This involves no hardship whatsoever, except perhaps for the tedious drive itself. There’s a bunch of parties, a great deal of fabulous food (each day spent there … Continue reading →
Those of you who’ve followed my mother’s journey to a new assisted living facility located in the NY community where she lived for most of her life might be interested in learning there’s good news and bad. First, the bad. … Continue reading →
I hereby join two other bloggers, Michelle Malkin and Tammy Bruce, in officially declaring myself to be a woman of the Left. Of the dominant left hand, that is. I’m not only a lefty, I’m very strongly left-handed, from an … Continue reading →
She sits on her bed in a room empty of all else save a modest suitcase and a wicker nightstand with a note taped to it that reads, “Give to Paula the hairdresser.” The bed’s going to Pam, one of … Continue reading →
Just now I’ve been trying on clothes in preparation for a very exciting trip I’m planning to take in about nine days (more about that when the time comes; I like to retain my aura as a woman of mystery). … Continue reading →
I’m in New York City for the weekend, the town where I was born and raised but don’t visit all that much any more. It seems to me there are more people here than ever. Whether that’s true or just … Continue reading →
Yesterday morning I was awakened by a phone call from my mother’s caretaker, the sort of phone call no one likes to get. She said my mother was having tingling and numbness in her left arm and left leg, which … Continue reading →
I’m gratified at the response to my new photo. Thanks! My feminine vanity is assuaged. And to those who commented on the shrinking Granny Smith apple, it turns out that the one in the original picture was an instance of … Continue reading →