I was watching the movie Vengeance this week and, in the opening scenes, two male characters are discussing commitment. Their view on commitment was essentially, in this time of social media and instant gratification, why should they have to commit to anything? With endless options at their fingertips, why commit to personal relationships or long t …
Every relationship comes with its quirks—those little habits that might drive our partner up the wall. At first, these habits might seem insignificant, but over time, they can test patience. Yet, those that love us, or those we love, see our quirks and choose to love us anyway. My husband is almost phobic about anyone or anything touching his eye …
I have to admit that I am jealous of my husband. We can walk into a restaurant and he can order a French onion soup, with extra cheese, a steak with all the trimmings—loaded baked potato and rolls with butter. No second thoughts, no sideways glances from the waiter. He’s able to indulge and clearly enjoy doing it. I, on the other hand, will gen …
For the past two years, I have been struggling with hearing loss. I knew I had some hearing loss but I was too vain to admit it. I developed the habit of just smiling and nodding when I was unable to hear what someone said. Generally, I was too embarrassed to ask someone to repeat themselves. Finally, when I had to repeatedly ask a judge to repea …
I visited the Queens group last week. As an aside, it’s a great group and everyone should stop by. Before the meeting started, everyone was chatting. Two members of the group were discussing their affinity for running. Trying to join their conversation, I mentioned that I enjoy walking on the treadmill. Being among people I did not know very well …
A few weeks ago I made an appointment for my ENT for a hearing test. Going into the test, I knew what the results would be. I was going to need hearing aids. And I was right. I am getting fitted for hearing aids in a few weeks. I walked out of the doctor’s office feeling sorry for myself. I felt it was a sign that I was getting old, people woul …
Lately I have been astounded by the number and variations of supermarkets on Long Island. When grocery shopping at home I generally frequent Stop and Shop or Trader Joe’s. I go to Stop and Shop when I need more mainstream items. Trader Joe’s is my “fun” supermarket. When I have time, I love to browse Trader Joe’s aisles and see what new and interes …
Can you work with music playing? On Saturday mornings I generally write my blogs. I always have music on during that time. Some Saturday mornings, when I am finished with the blog writing, I will catch up on some work. The moment I change from writing blogs, I have to turn off the music. I find that the music distracts me just enough that I ca …
I love to read. For as long as I can remember, reading has always been my greatest escape, a doorway to worlds unknown and stories untold. I can easily read one book a week, most often before I go to sleep. Although, during football season I can read all day while my husband watches football. My husband, however, is the polar opposite, preferring …
I shared one of my favorite Gotham experiences at a Gotham meeting this past week. Fred urged me to share it in a blog. And, after some thought, I agreed. Several years ago, I was hired to represent a woman in a divorce action who owned a second home in a secluded county in North Carolina. She wanted to buy out her husband’s interest in the home …
I was recently shopping for food to have in the house for the times when my grandchildren were over. As I looked up and down the aisles, my eyes were struck by a familiar can, Chef Boyardee Beefaroni. I picked up the can and smiled. I could still hear the commercial in my head, “We’re having beefaroni. . . beef and macaroni. . . beefaroni is fu …
My family had an interesting conversation over the Thanksgiving table. We each recounted our favorite childhood Thanksgiving memory. I tried to relay a memory from when my children were young. But my now adult children called me out on that and asked me to recount a Thanksgiving memory from when I was a child. It was, actually, an easy memory to t …
For me, Thanksgiving is all about the side dishes. It’s also about the frame of the turkey but that’s a blog for another day. We generally host Thanksgiving and serve “traditional” side dishes. For us, that includes sweet potato casserole, with the melted marshmallows, a string bean casserole, with the Durkee fried onions, my husband's stuffing w …
Growing up in a Jewish family in the 1960's and 1970's, the Holocaust was an important subject in our home. My father, as he did with most things, had very strong views about the Holocaust. He insisted that, as Jewish people, we must continue to discuss and learn about the Holocaust to honor the millions who died and to ensure that it never happens …
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