For various and complicated reasons the Trump International Hotel is no longer my mecca, my oasis, my anything. But employing my ‘phoenix rising from the ashes’ stance I have already found a replacement. Quite conveniently…
Looking back at the many months of blogging I see that I ‘used’ the blog to not only cheer up other people but also, primarily, to cheer myself up. I would wake up, put on…
Honest to goodness (and I always tell the truth except for Uruguay Airlines in the August 26, 2017 post) I opened the black out drapes in my bedroom and sang (to myself): Oh what a…
Many of you, my gentle readers, have not had the displeasure of meeting me – or, If you have, it was only briefly. Those that know me best, and most intimately, are rather amazed at…
I stopped by the Trump International Hotel on Thanksgiving Day because I was meeting with Hottie to get personally trained and the Equinox and the hotel are practically next door to one another. CCC was…
I have a new nickname, my namesake gave it to me. My namesake’s name is…McBride (but he is not the first husband whose name I kept). This McBride is Richard and I met him through…
I need a husband, for two days, at the max three days. His major responsibility would be as handyman. I need some pictures hung (please honey); the television and its remote operation are a total…
Yesterday my morning began with an email emanating from a far off land. He: Yes, of course there are things that irritate us here and there, but in the grand scheme of things, they are…
It is possible for me to be both light hearted and very serious. My last posting was very serious so i will lighten it up a bit today but goodness knows where it will go…
As faithful followers know I have been suffering from a blog crisis, for several weeks, bordering on a month. I speak to my friends and the darlings attempt to help me. Lynne says: “Re:…