Just a Girl and her Spice
Posh, Ginger, Baby, Scary and Sporty… please welcome the monkey on my back, “Pumpkin Spice”. Continue reading Just a Girl and her Spice
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Chew On This
I remember when choosing gum meant Doublemint or Dentyne. My grandfather did introduce me to JuicyFruit and Chicklets…yum! Then, 3 out of 4 dentists recommended Trident. Now, gum just confuses me. Continue reading Chew On This
Corny Candy
Okay… I’ve been seeing two sides to this story, and I think it’s time I weigh in. I can’t hold my tongue any longer… Candy Corn by itself is gross. At best, it is useful as a seasonal garnish. BUT… stay with me now… if you mix candy corn and peanuts (with a ratio of 8-10 peanuts/1-2 candy corn), it tastes like a freaking Payday … Continue reading Corny Candy
The Little Halloween That Couldn’t
In 1995, my husband and I decided to rent a house. It was a small house, built in the ’50’s, located in a quiet neighborhood occupied by mostly original homeowners. We had lived in apartments all of our lives, and had never experienced Halloween with actual Trick-or-Treaters. (I should note that Halloween and St Patrick’s Day are my two favorite holidays). I would finally … Continue reading The Little Halloween That Couldn’t
Ground Zero
The last time I stood on this spot, it was at a chain link fence, watching work continue at Ground Zero. It was unplanned, unexpected and painful. The time before that, I was at the top of one of the towers having my picture taken. For some reason, I thought my visit today would reconcile the two. But it hasn’t. I stare into the footprints … Continue reading Ground Zero
Dear Summer,
Dear Summer, Because you are being an asshole and won’t leave, I had to crack the windows of the FJ while I was at work. And now I have to sell it because of spider babies. We are so through. Don’t call me. Continue reading Dear Summer,
No Queens
The day is too gorgeous to stay indoors. So I grab my bag, bound down the stoop and hit the sidewalk with no particular destination in mind. I head west, toward the Hudson River. Two blocks later, I jump onto the High Line and make my way south. Here, in this unique elevated park, I have no choice but to become a gawking tourist. I … Continue reading No Queens
Stories from the stoop
I know what this neighborhood is like during the week, so I was curious to watch it wake up on the weekend. Early this morning, I woke a sleeping Cholula, grabbed some coffee, and headed to the front stoop. (For the record, it is surprisingly quiet around here on Saturday morning) A man (older, dirty clothes, filthy hands, limited teeth, and wearing a Veteran’s ball … Continue reading Stories from the stoop
Everything is better with…
I try and utilize talk-to-text as often as possible. Lately, my phone has been substituting the word “bacon” for the word “vacant”. As a Property Manager, I was sad that my phone didn’t know me better. Then I realized that it’s probably just trying to give me marketing ideas… Continue reading Everything is better with…
Conversations in the dark
You stood in the room, asking me questions. I had the answers. At least, I thought I did. Eventually the sun went down and the light faded. Your silhouette remained, asking me questions I did not have the answers to. And then you were barely visible, and I realized that I did have the answers, but I was too afraid of them. Continue reading Conversations in the dark
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