Day of Cakes

What more could a girl ask for?

Except maybe someone to help with the eating.

Happy Happy

Happy Spring! Happy St. Patrick's Day! Happy Corned Beef and Cabbage!

So lucky

We are so lucky
to have a friend like Eleni
who will go with Will to yoga

and take Will ice skatingwhile mom is out of town.
Thanks Eleni!
You are better than most!

(that's a little inside joke)

I HEART N Y

Last weekend I went to New York City for the first time.

All I can say is 'WOW!'
and 'Why did I wait so long to get myself there?'.
I traveled with a couple of gal pals from work to see a concert at Carnegie Hall in which another colleague of ours played the piano
(yes, I work with a talented bunch).

We stayed here

We went to the top of this building

for these views

We joined the party in Times Square

Some of my favorite things about New York City:

There was so much eye candy. So much to look at. So much going on. And you missed half of it if you didn't look up. I loved that it all was very familiar because I had seen it in a movie or heard of it in a song or a book or a magazine.

Usually when I travel I like to blend as much as possible and not call attention to the fact that I am a clueless tourist. So much for blending on this trip. After the first 10 minutes, we wandered around with our cameras out and shamelessly and frequently stopped to take pictures. I saw a lot of people doing that. No one seemed to mind. I sensed no judgment. I think New Yorkers like that other people are in awe of their city.

Apparently anything goes fashion-wise. We saw all kinds of interesting outfits. Again, no judgment.

Contrary to what I was expecting, there was no jaywalking, the streets were very clean, and New Yorkers were largely very polite! I even heard people saying 'Excuse me' (it's possible those people were other tourists).

The weather was gorgeous.

I ate Manhattan clam chowder in Manhattan.

It's Lent!

Happy Ash Wednesday, Everybody!

Back to the woods

We went back to the snowy cabin in the woods for

sledding,

icicle treats,

scenery,

and valentines.

Then home to shovel the sidewalk...
again.

So long, furry little buddy

This weekend our kitty, Captain Hook, went to Kitty Heaven.
He came to us from our friend Denise about 6 years ago. She called him Steve.
We changed his name to Captain Hook because his tail had a little curl at the end. We called him Cappy and Cappy Capperson and sometimes Cat-person.
He was a sweet, friendly kitty and had very pretty light green eyes.
He loved to give furry, purry kisses... especially if you were trying to sleep.