In my hometown of Rochester, NY, there is an interchange that's so complex it's locally known as "the Can of Worms." Strictly defined, a can of worms is a complex, troublesome situation arising when a decision or action produces considerable subsequent problems.On my way home from taking a . . .
I'm not sure Donatello's has had a party for dinner that had such loud and passionate political discussions as happened last night when my brother, my 18-year-old nephew, his roommate (all conservatives) and I (a raging liberal) got into it. It was passionate, intellectual, informative and funny--in . . .
After a difficult week in California, I got home last night to a huge amount of love and support. I can't express how blessed I feel and I wish I could write more about it, do it real justice. In time, I will.Even so, saying any kind of goodbye has always been hard for me. Even when I choose . . .
My trainer AND Pilates tonight after more than a week away. So I need a laugh.I found this sign of the times--a retro MySpace joke.My head is spinning from the combination.I actually know someone who still calls women "broads." Yeah. In my hometown of Rochester, NY.He's had a hard time finding a . . .