All the shine of a thousand spotlights All the stars we steal from the night sky Will never be enough Never be enough Towers of gold are still too little These hands could hold the world but it'll Never be enough Never be enough For me (- by Pasek and Paul, for "The Greatest Showman") Yesterday, I got to thinking (in therapy) about something really ...
The photo above was taken last month at Ludlow House, on the Lower East Side, for my sister's pub day party. It shows a little bit of sparkle. And makeup. And the cool updo. And glitter. Gotta get my glitter back. *** I couldn’t have scripted this any better. This morning, I woke up and I lingered in ...
I wrote the following post exactly one year ago (April, 2015) with the intention of having it be a freelance piece for another site and then life happened and...I just didn't. So, though some of the subject matter may no longer be relevant--in terms of social media--my message stays the same. I am publishing this ...
Do you remember that day when I said that I was a really good mom? Well, right now, I am giving myself another double high five. Thumbs up emoji. And why? Because I just chopped up a head of cauliflower, drizzled it with oil, seasoned it and then stuck it in a hot oven to roast for dinner. **** In ...
Because no matter how bad things get, there is always room for new perspective. Two truths and a lie. You may be familiar with this game; I have played it both as a theatre teacher and also as a party game. The games is played in a group, and each member has to share with ...
Two truths and a lie. You may be familiar with this game; I have played it both as a theatre teacher and also as a drinking game. The games is played in a group, and each member has to share with the group "Two Truths and a Lie". The object of the game is to ...
Two truths and a lie. You may be familiar with this game; I have played it both as a theatre teacher and also as a drinking game. The games is played in a group, and each member has to share with the group "Two Truths and a Lie". The object of the game is to ...
“Mom?” Belle asked, licking the last bit of chocolate icing from the back of her hand. “Mommy? Do you still blog?” We were sitting in the hard, plastic bucket seats in the single terminal at the Cyril E. King Airport in St. Thomas, and she’d just eaten an individual Sarah Lee chocolate cake square, after I veered her ...
"Did you feel the house sway?" I asked, trepidatiously. The people around me all nodded, as we peered outside the sunroom windows, staring at a blowing blanket of white snow. "I know that we all felt the house move when that cyclone passed over us, but our house is over 100 years old, so it must be ...
Last year, right around this very time, I published a post called, What I Want, which was both a Holiday Wish List and a nod to The Spice Girls. Last November, I wrote, "There are so many meaningful things that I want this holiday season, and none of them can be held in my hands. I want for my family and ...
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