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When in Rome…..
It’s been five days since returning from my Italian vacation. Although I plan to save most of my adventures for the next book I can’t possibly let this week pass without making at least a few comments or observations about my experience. So here goes….. Lessons learned in Italy: 1. It’s funny how you can ...
You oughta be in pictures!
I hope you don’t mind but I need to brag a little bit. OK..maybe I’ll brag alot but I’m really excited to share some great news with you. My brother, John, is a numbers guy by day, but by night (and weekends), he’s an amazing photographer! To give you an idea of what a great ...
Daydream Believin’
If you are female and between the ages of ohhhhh…… 50 and 60-ish, you are undoubtably aware that Davy Jones passed away unexpectedly this week. Davy was my first boyfriend and I graciously shared him with millions of other women who adored The Monkees, second cousins-twice removed from the British phenomenon called The Beatles. When ...
I heart Italy!
If I were a member of the canine species, I’d be considered a mutt. I come from German descent. I undoubtably look Irish. But my heart belongs to Italy! I’ve had a love affair with Italy for as long as I can remember! Visiting this beautiful country has been on my bucket list long before ...
A hunka hunka burning love
My sources tell me that today is the 34th anniversary of Elvis Presley’s death. (moment of silence please!) I realize that this post may be perceived as highly unpatriotic but….. I just don’t get it! I distinctly remember where I was on the day Elvis died. (This bothers me immensely because I can’t tell you ...
Fantasy Land
I have several fantasy jobs, the thoughts of which keep me entertained and amused during slower moments throughout my ordinary day. The first is as a lounge singer….. not the cheesy, tawdry type, but a younger, talented version with a soulful voice, ala Joss Stone or Nora Jones. If you’ve ever heard me sing, you ...
“The Beginning.”
I watched Tim Sherman grow up. The youngest child of my good friend, Liz, Tim always had an adventurous spirit. In fact, I’m not sure I ever saw the kid without this skateboard! Last night I had the honor of seeing an all-grown-up Tim in a very different setting when I attended his first solo ...
