Killer clowns, a skort and Jose

Tuesday morning began like any other.  Except earlier.  And without food. I opened the front door to a gorgeous morning.  After a few days of rain, I welcomed the warm rays of sunshine and happily descended the stoop to start my day.  One tiny bit of unpleasant business first, however.  I walked down 9th Avenue toward 14th Street.  I had a doctor’s appointment.  I had … Continue reading Killer clowns, a skort and Jose

The Best Toast Ever and a Green Velvet Dress

I am not funny.  I am not funny.  I am not funny. Okay, I may be funny.  But this morning I’m just not feeling it. I’ve had the title to this particular blog tucked away for months.   And I’ve written it in my head a dozen different times.  There are subtle variations, but the theme is always the same. I’ve been blogging for a … Continue reading The Best Toast Ever and a Green Velvet Dress