Monthly Archives: April 2017

Saturday Morning Bliss

I’ve always loved waking up early on a Saturday morning. There’s just something so peaceful about the world at 5am. Even Lucky, my dog, doesn’t want to be bothered following me around this early in the morning. People are home in their beds sleeping on Saturday mornings so there’s no rush hour traffic. Just me, the birds and my coffee.

This is the best time for meditating and giving thanks to the universe. It’s when I get to feel at one with nature. The air is cool and clean and I love taking deep breaths in between sips of coffee. This is when I get to nourish my soul. The new day holds promise and I can do with it as I please. Or I can do nothing at all. This time and this day belong to me.

I savor the moments as dawn begins to break and the sky begins to light up. It makes me feel a little melancholy. Soon the world will be waking and my quiet time will be intruded upon by lawnmowers and cars driving by. I hear a rooster cock-a-doodle-doing which makes a dog start barking. It has begun.





This happy little girl left us one year ago today. She was 13. If ever there was a gentle soul, it was Lollypop. Just saying her name made me smile.


Lost this little troublemaker in 2015. Kitty Boy was also 13. He liked to hide behind a wall and wait for one of the dogs to walk by and then jump up and scare them. It was the funniest thing to watch.


And now there’s one. Lucky will be 15 in June. Another troublemaker when he was a puppy!  So playful, lovable, loyal and faithful.

Time passes quickly. Everything in life changes. Love the ones who love you.

Seventy Years Ago It Was A Different World

1947 – I love the way everyone dressed back then! It seems like it was such a classy time. That feature photo was taken at a club in Manhattan. Reminds me of a photo from “The Shining”. I just love the way the men have on tuxedos and the women are wearing corsages. My parents are on the left in the back. So young and beautiful!


There’s something so bittersweet in seeing your parents in their younger days. This photo was taken in Astoria, Queens, New York. My mom, Catherine, and my dad, Joe, just 22 years old here.  This is the same year they were married.

They met when they were 13 years old. For my mother, it was love at first sight. For my dad, not quite so much. She was a tomboy at 13 and as she told it, he would literally cross the street to the other side if he saw her coming. He wanted nothing to do with her. That didn’t stop her though. Luckily, she had my uncle Joe in her corner. She stopped dressing like a tomboy and uncle Joe would invite her along when he did things with my dad. In this way my dad got to know her. The rest, as they say, is history.


They married on September 7, 1947. They had what was called an “Italian Football Wedding”.  As you can see there are trays and trays of sandwiches. It is my understanding that during the course of the wedding, someone would yell out, “Hey, I need a ham sandwich”, and someone would hurl one across the room to him like a football. They said it was a blast and everyone had a wonderful time!

Life just seems like it was simpler back then. I’m sure it wasn’t and they had their problems. Just glad to have these priceless photo treasures.






Winter – Water

Tennessee Miller Coliseum

Murfreesboro, Tennessee

A gift of more than $20 million dollars by the late John C. “Tennessee” Miller and his wife, the late Mary Elizabeth Miller, to Middle Tennessee State University, helped make the Tennessee Miller Coliseum a reality.


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Killer Shrimp: Marina Del Rey, California

While vacationing in California last year I was taken to a place in Marina Del Rey called Killer Shrimp. I had heard so much about this restaurant through the years that I was very excited to finally be going there. It wasn’t exactly what I expected. It was better!

The menu boasts an expansive array of tempting choices and the aroma that hits you when you enter is intoxicating. However, we were there for the Killer Shrimp.

I will say I was a little shocked when my dinner arrived. I wasn’t really expecting a huge bowl of what looked like shrimp soup and a loaf of Italian bread. Shrimp soup just didn’t excite me but I picked up a piece of bread and dipped it in the broth as I was instructed and WOW! Heaven!

Now I would be remiss if I only mentioned the food when describing a restaurant. To me a restaurant is more than just the choices on a menu. It’s also in the ambience. It’s about the sights and smells.

To dine on delicious food while sipping wine and engaging in stimulating conversation with good company is happiness. To do so while gazing at the sun glistening on the water and watching ships going in and out of the marina is nirvana for me.

I hope everyone gets to experience this wonderful place at some point in their lifetime!

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