Sunday, December 1, 2019

Small Town; Big City

I grew up in a rough-and-tumble neighborhood on the outskirts of Philadelphia.  It wasn’t geographically part of the city, but it was so close that I could walk to the road that divided us and to the transit system that would have me in center city in ten minutes.  My first “official” summer job was in center city Philadelphia. 

It was just a clerical job, mostly filing, but at 15 I felt very grown up taking the Market-Frankford El to 15th Street each morning with all the other ladies in their crisp, summer dresses and high heels.  They were the secretaries to middle-aged businessmen in Brooks Brothers suits who smelled of tobacco and Bay Rum. 

Sunday, October 27, 2019

What I Do on a Rainy Day

Woke up this morning to a dreary, rainy Sunday -- perfect for puttering.  Since Dan couldn’t play golf, he went downstairs to watch others do so on TV. 

And since this is Halloween week, Miss Kiri Kat decided to spend the morning putting together Trick or Treat bags for us, not to be opened until the day of.  We promised.   The less-industrious me decided to indulge in a typical, lazy Sunday morning ritual à la française.  We call it faire grasse matinée.  Nobody does nothing better than the French, and I love luxuriating in that particular Gallic tradition. 

Monday, October 21, 2019

Fall Finds and Faves

My fall is starting off sooo well.  Lots of goodies on my harvest plate that I want to share with you!   Meant to get to this sooner, but I can’t tell you how many times I sat down, started typing away and something (or someone) interrupted me.  You know that old saying – “Man proposes and God disposes.”  Actually, I have my own take on it.  I think it should go more like this -- “Man makes plans and God says, ‘Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! ………. Nope.”  I’m convinced He has a sense of humor, and I often picture Him getting a big laugh at what we think we can do. 

Anyway, any season that starts off with Puccini’s blockbuster opera Turandot is bound to get the ole juices flowing, particularly when you have a really strong cast, best opera chorus in the world and a fabulous conductor.  Doesn’t get any better.  We left the Metropolitan Opera on Saturday on a high note, and two days later my spirits are still flying high. 

Monday, September 30, 2019

My Summer Highlights – Part 3

I know, I know, it’s been a while between Part 2 and the promised Part 3.  Unfortunately, Part 3 had to wait until my back could handle sitting at my computer for longer than a few minutes at a stretch.  I have no idea what I did to annoy it, but my back and I have finally settled our differences – more or less.  

So, without further ado, let’s dip into the last installment of My Summer Highlights.  Hope you’ll think the wait was worth it. 

Thursday, September 5, 2019

My Summer Highlights – Part 2

Welcome to My Summer Highlights – Part 2 (See My Summer Highlights – Part 1).  The first week of September is almost behind us, and I’m really looking forward to fall.  I love the weather, the clothes, Mother Nature’s color palette, and the beginning of opera season in New York. 

Photo by Louise Leblanc from Wide Open Country

Not that I didn’t enjoy my summer, I did, well…..apart from the thunder storms and downpours which occurred at some point almost every day, and the hot, sticky temperatures that accompanied them, all of which kept me indoors most of the time.  Truth be told, I’m really an indoor kinda gal anyway; everything I love doing takes place indoors and not usually during the summer.  And so you might be wondering if, in fact, I did enjoy my summer.  I’ll let you decide. 

Wednesday, August 21, 2019

Figuring Out the Consumer

The inscrutability of the species Felis catus has been well known since the first ancient Egyptian brought home a tiny ball of fur (“Honey, look what I’ve got?”) and learned that he had to do a bit of work to create the perfect relationship with this tiny ball of fur that suddenly became a cat.  

Those of us who own cats know that figuring out what they want is endlessly fascinating and rewarding and well worth the effort. 

There's Nothing Better Than a Laundry Basket Full of Clothes Right Out of the Dryer
Photo © Marie-Thérèse Norris
Take my Miss Kiri Kat, for example.  About a month ago, she started pushing her water bowl around, dipping her paw in it, shaking the wet paw and looking up at me with that “What part of this don’t you get?” look.  For days I didn’t get it, and then I suddenly did. 

Saturday, August 10, 2019

My Summer Highlights - Part 1

We’re just about halfway through the month of August, which means I’m halfway to my next birthday.  August has always been my midway mark.  After August 6th, I would no longer tell everyone that I was “seven years old.”  Now, I could honestly say I was “seven-and-a-half years old.”  It sounded much more grown up and, of course, growing up was what every kid wanted to do in those days.  Do kids today still look forward to growing up?  I’m not so sure anymore.  

In any case, people are less likely to ask my age these days and I keep that extra “half” to myself. 

Anyway, summer is almost over.  Soon mom and dad will be back to work and kids will be back to school writing compositions on “What I Did on Summer Vacation.”  Now that my husband is retired, we are pretty much always on vacation.  It’s quite wonderful.  Still, there were some summer highlights I’d love to share, in no particular order of importance.  I’ll leave that to you to decide. 

Tuesday, June 18, 2019

Who’s Afraid of the LOL?

My friend, Ellin, recently sent me a link to an Article in the Daily Mail written by a very attractive, 71-year-old woman on how to avoid the dreaded LOL label.  Not that long ago, or so it seems, I would sign handwritten letters to friends “LOL,” which meant “Lots Of Love.”  Then, suddenly, one day it meant “Laugh Out Loud.”  Guess I missed the memo.  Now it has apparently undergone yet another acronymic incarnation.  Missed that memo, too. 

According to Tricia Cusden, the author of the aforementioned Daily Mail Article, LOL now means Little Old Lady and is to be avoided at all costs.  Hmmm.  Am I at risk?  After all, I am “little” and I am “old(ish)” and I am definitely a “lady.”  Hmmm.  Well, here are a few things she says about how to avoid it and what I have to say about what she has to say. 

Wednesday, June 5, 2019

The Girls of ‘74

It’s that time of year again when families and friends gather to celebrate the markers of a life – weddings, graduations, reunions, etc. 

On June 1st, the Girls of the Class of 1974 of Rosemont College, Rosemont, Pennsylvania, held their 45th Reunion on the campus grounds. 

The Iconic Former Convent Known as Main Building

And now for a bit of personal and TV trivia.  When Agnes Nixon created the hugely popular, long-running soap opera series All My Children, she used the town of Rosemont as a model for the fictional town of Pine Valley, Pennsylvania.  The series debuted in 1970 the year I began my studies as a lowly freshman at Rosemont College. 

Thursday, May 16, 2019

And a New Chapter Begins

Is it possible to get PTSD from your husband’s retirement?  I’m just asking for a friend. 

Sent to Me by My Friend Mary

On April 1st my husband officially retired.  I knew it was coming and I thought I was prepared, which, for the most part, I was; but there were some surprises along the way. 

Monday, March 18, 2019

The Month of February in Review

February has come and gone taking with it my month-long birthday celebration. 

A short month it may be, but every year I pack it full of fun – laughter-filled lunches, delicious dinners, successful shopping trips, lots of Prosecco and Champagne and presents, presents, presents from friends, friends, friends!!  Can an old gal get any more gâtée (spoiled) than that?  I think not. 

A Favorite Birthday Card

As soon as I got an email about their Spring Collection and SALES!! SALES!! SALES!!, I headed straight to White House Black Market to max out my White House Black Market Gift Certificate from le husband, the CEO in Charge of Spoiling Me Rotten.  That IS his official title.  Has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?  Anyway, I snagged some great pieces -- two day dresses that can be dressed up for the opera, two beautiful black lace tops, some really fun accessories and a lovely skirt. 

Saturday, February 9, 2019

Don’t Be Boring !!

It’s my birthday month.  As you all know by now, since February is the shortest month of the year, I reserve the right to celebrate my birthday all month long, and I do.  It’s only fair, n’est-ce pas?  What isn’t fair is that I am now officially in my late sixties and, yes, age has left its calling card, but I have not yet invited him in. 

But It Should Look Effortless!!
I am, however, unable to prevent the inundation via email of ads for walk-in baths, hearing aids, retirement communities, Depends and Silver Singles.  No matter how young I still feel, the marketing industry has clearly targeted me for creeping decrepitude, to which I say “Hah! Hah! Hah! And Hah!”  Want to sell me those things?  You have to catch me first. 

Wednesday, January 16, 2019

Blame it on the Croats

Did you know that last month was National Necktie Month?  Do you care?  Well, a lot of men once did and some still do. 

According to Oscar Wilde (1854-1900), the most famous dandy of his day, “A well-tied tie is the first serious step in life.”  I know I would never have taken a young man seriously had he shown up at my door for a dinner date without one.   So who gets the credit or the blame, depending on your point of view, for the modern necktie?