Last year at this time, I opened my “outside office” (or is it “outdoor office”). The weather was not quite conducive then but I like things to be in place. That remains to happen this year; I still hope it occurs this month. Meanwhile, umbrellas and seat pads, fan, and chaise lounges remain in the shed; and the monitor I deploy outside sits inside awaiting an outside setup. 
It occurred to me, while on the marketing business seminar the other day, that it's easy to get lost in a sea of screens and digital interactions. While advancements in communication have brought us closer in some ways, the rise of social media, Zoom, and smartphones can sometimes make us feel more disconnected. In these times, it's essential to remember the power of human connection and the importance of empathy in our daily lives.    
Women's Work is a term I heard in my youth. The use of the term today is pretty much taboo. When I was growing up my mom was charged with cooking, cleaning, child rearing and such.   My dad's responsibility was to earn a living and put food on the table.   Sounds simple, but in fact it was more complicated. Today it is far more complicated as gender stereotypes are evaporating.  
We recently saw “Plays for the Plague Year” a wonderful and worthwhile musical/play by Suzan-Lori Parks at Joe’s Pub at the Public Theater.At the beginning of the lockdown, Pulitzer Prize-winning author Parks set out to write a play a day.
Musha always wants to know where I am going, where I have been, and did I bring him any treats from my travels? This week I had the pleasure of telling him that I had a blast while attending (co-hosting) our newest Gotham group - Lower Manhattan Dinner Group.  What a night that was.  
On a school bus in Michigan, a 13 year old student was engrossed in conversation with his friends when he noticed the bus driver was not feeling well.  
I have often written that I typically spend my Saturday mornings attending my Weight Watcher meetings. There are a lot of changes going on with Weight Watchers currently, starting with the name. For a while the name has been WW, not Weight Watchers.  
Yesterday's plans adjusted a bit.  The rain played no role.  Technology did. Any maybe the change allowed me some time to teach my grandnephew to play a simple strategic game: checkers.  Simply spur of the moment after dinner, I asked the young's if he wanted to play.  He expressed sufficient interest to bring up the game on my iPad.  Worked out nice.