Tag Archives: New York City
The Sounds Of Silence
Once in a while I read about someone who is accused of some crime, and as a result is under house arrest. My first reaction is: “Sweet!” I love staying home. As I write this, it is Saturday afternoon, and I could go out and do a dozen nice things. But I am sitting in …
Skinny, But Not Too Skinny
Back in November, I went to The City (New York City, of course; we just call it The City in Connecticut – we’re that cool) and discovered that I had slipped off the fashion treadmill. I was still wearing boot-cut jeans when everyone had gone to skinny jeans tucked into tall boots (“Country Mouse“). This only …
Youth Yearning
There are at least 25 reasons I wouldn’t be 25 again. I’ll write about it someday… In fact, I’ll write about it several times, since I think I can squeeze at least five blogs out of the misery of youth, using an average of five bullet points per post. But there are definitely a few …
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