so much to do, so little time
It was drizzling and I went to get my rain jacket from the closet. On my right, there was an overflowing laundry basket that wouldn’t close. I looked away from it — to my left. On the way down the stairs, there was a polished …
For years, my friend Terry and I have been thinking about a day in New York together. With that, my belated birthday seemed like the perfect excuse to get in the car and get going. After some planning on my part, this is how the …
Last night, we pulled the cover off the grill — a major sign of spring for us. As Tom was perfecting our dinner, I walked around to check the footsteps of spring in the yard. It has been raining all day and everything looked so …
For a while, it wasn’t clear where this story should go: Barre Notes or Comfort Zone. It is about barre. But it is the part of barre that’s my comfort zone. The women. So here it is — my Comfort Zone. Every morning I wake …
“It rained and it rained and it rained. Piglet told himself that never in all his life, and he was goodness knows how old — three was it or four —never he had seen so much rain… The little dry ditches in which Piglet had …
Railway Ave in Paterson, NJ. A place that reminds me of my childhood shopping with my grandmother in Kursk open markets in Russia back in 1970’s. You come home with this… And in a few hours, turn it into this… And then, …
Tom’s text message said: “Do you want to stay in NYC hotel overnight Wednesday into Thursday? They are offering due to storm.” My heart leapt into my throat. Of course, I do! But all the other things: the girls, the studio, shoveling? Probably Cinderella felt …