What brought me joy in December, Part 1…

Lincoln Memorial Washington DC travel

I’m grateful for President Lincoln’s resolve to keep the United States united. Imagine the country if he had not.

hot chocolate winter

I’m on a search for the best hot chocolate. This is hot white chocolate. The richness is off the charts.

food drive food bank

Instant way to lift the grumps? Do something for someone else.

I love a good cover.

Sometimes we have to unleash what’s bubbling inside of us.


life new york love  brooklynPurging doesn’t have to hurt.

Arrogance and entitlement and drugs can be a dangerous combination. [Philadelphia Weekly]

It’s never too late for a journalist to figure out how to do journalism. [NY Times]

Because change is the only constant.  [NY Magazine]

City Bakery hot chocolate with a homemade marshmallow is addictive.

I extend much gratitude to congressional aide Elizabeth Lauten for using her Facebook to malign the First Family like it was her job. Elizabeth Lauten taught me a valuable lesson in how not to be.

The #NotArt project…


pens chores brooklyn

Chaos and clutter are no friends of mine!  So during a break from various projects, I took the time to clean out a bin filled with crayons, markers, pens and pencils.  I’ve been dumping all that stuff in a container without testing anything.  SILLY!   What started as a chore turned into a Not Art project of testing everything out and I ended up with this.

I enjoy it because it was made in the spirit of fun.

If you have a recent #NotArt project, share links in the comments.

Happy Monday!

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When in doubt….



Taken on Eighth Avenue.

From October 2011 – October 2012, I watched the #GilmoreGirls religiously…


because I was recovering from a blood clot, struggling with anemia due to a fibroid the size of honey dew melon and dealing with the end of a 10 year romantic relationship.  Work, therapy, wine and the lives of Lorelai and Rory Gilmore in Stars Hollow were the main things keeping me semi-functional and somewhat sane.

Gilmore Girls provided an escape from a deep emotional valley. And although I am thrilled Netflix will start streaming the entire series today,  I’m not sure if it’s the smartest thing for me to revisit the show and that time in my life. Then I remembered the episode when Lorelai and Luke broke up and how Lorelai gave into her despair…

‘He could have been the one’

I know what that feels like. I lived that.  But I also lived through it.

So I will be watching every single  Gilmore Girls episode. Not in some quest to relive when I didn’t know who I was or needed to be but to celebrate that it was okay to be depressed to get to better.

found on Fifth Avenue….






Happy September!