A few weeks ago, a friend sent me this photo and I thought I’d share it: This week, while shopping for my nearly oldest friend’s birthday gift (but I’m still older than she is), I found this and had to get it for myself: So, what made you smile this week?…
One of the questions I ask a prospective PA when I interview them is, ‘Are you a morning person?’ Because, well, because I am not. Like most people who are honest with themselves, I cannot speak without bumping into a cup of coffee in the morning. On days that aren’t weekends, there isn’t time to make zombie coffee using our Italian coffee machine, so I kid myself with the most drinkable instant I can find, or buy a coffee on…
And so, I am on my way home from work, with a blog post or two playing around in my head. I get home and I am all set to write. Actually can’t wait. My PA makes me a coffee before she leaves, and the cursor is blinking expectantly on the screen, ready for my words. My fingers reach for the keys. And my phone rings. I talk to my Dad, listening while my own sentences run through my head. …
While in Brooklyn, I snapped this to post. You may not see anything, but I saw words, and happiness and hope and bagels. That’s why it’s magic. Taken at The Flying Saucer Cafe, a place where my friends and I would probably hang out every weekend. If we all lived parallel lives in Brooklyn. It could happen.…
My blogging hiatus can be attributed to going on a middle-secret surprise 16 day mission to New York. I was the surpriser, not the surprised. (Surprisee is apparently not a word, but I just used it.) It was truly awesome, and I couldn’t blog a damn thing about it. Until now. I have about 10 posts worth of stories to share, and since I think all good stories start with coffee, grab a cup and stay tuned. (Photo taken at…
