Category Archives: NYC life

Recently I was trying to explain to a non-New Yorker the difference between the subway & the LIRR. Her thoughts were a train is a train & they’re all the same. Ah, the poor misinformed woman! Let me point out … Continue reading →

It’s not for lack of trying, though. In 2002, the first year following the attack, we were able to see the blue pillars of light from here, all the way in Queens. Today I was hoping to get a photo … Continue reading →

A few minutes ago I opened the door to let the dog out. The air outside was filled with smoke. It seemed to be coming from in front of the house. I ran to the front, thinking my house was … Continue reading →

Or, perhaps, woman. I wouldn’t know exactly who was doing the ironing although I did find this quote by Erma Bombeck: “My second favorite household chore is ironing. My first being hitting my head on the top bunk bed until … Continue reading →

Remember a couple of weeks ago when I went into the city to escape the varnish fumes & said I went to the South Street Seaport where I was entertained by Rubber Man? This morning when I was sipping my … Continue reading →

Yesterday I was out of the house for 9 whole hours. Nine hours of breathing in real air that was varnish fume free. It was heavenly. The men finished up by 11:30 a.m. and 20 minutes later I was on … Continue reading →

Frank just came home from work about 15 minutes ago with a gift for me (yes, I really am posting after 11 p.m. & he is just eating dinner now): “What are they?” “When I was coming home on the … Continue reading →

I will admit it was my own fault. I know better. A person does not go to the supermarket at 6 p.m. on a weekday and expect it to be anything but chaotic. It seems everyone around here does not … Continue reading →

Okay, everyone, let’s start singing that song by the Fine Young Cannibals. Actually it wasn’t that bad but that song did pop into my head yesterday. We went over to the hospice care hospital yesterday to pick up Frank’s sister. … Continue reading →

Last night we took a little tour of the Bronx. No, it was not to see more Christmas lights on Pelham Parkway. It was not a planned tour. It happened like this. After visiting MIL at the nursing home, we … Continue reading →