Those who follow me on twitter and some others there and Friday’s blogger know Shelly and I enjoyed a proud parent moment last week.

We all have routines. At some level they're comforting and at the same time can cause stress. This morning I observed mine.   I woke up at 5A (it's usually around 5 - 5:30A), grabbed my phone to see if there any emergencies like a typo in someone's blog. I sauntered (yes saunter) downstairs, selected and ground some beans to make coffee in my french press. At any given time I have 3 or 4 different types of coffee to select from. Today it was Kona coffee from Hawaii, Vera from California and Founders from Brooklyn (I'm a worldy coffee drinking man:).  

Gothamites Mitch Tobol, Odey Raviv and I belong to the North of 25A Book Group (pictured) and on Saturday we hosted long time Gotham member Tony Celano for discussion of his latest book, The Case of The Cross Eyed Strangler.  Rather than sitting on his laurels, Tony's "encore" comes in the form of Detective Story author. It was Tony’s second Book Group appearance, as we had enjoyed a prepandemic discussion of his maiden effort, Two in the Trunk.

“Stop and smell the roses” often alludes me.We were visiting the New York Botanical Garden to see the Yayoi Kasuma installations. We approached the Narcissus Garden and we could see them from a distance. Over one thousand silver spheres floating in the water.The sun was shining.

People ask me what I do, and I proudly answer, “I’m a Financial Consigliere” a keeper of secrets, the gal that knows what businesses are selling, merging or going public. My clients actually lean in when they tell me their plans, and whisper. More importantly, I make sure they don’t lose the wealth earned, while venturing out for new business. Today, I was coming back to the Northeast from Chicago and a real estate mogul asked me the million dollar question. I shared my name and gave him my pitch.... He said...”like Meyer Lansky?

Did you ever have that feeling that you had forgotten something? Just a lingering free floating gnawing. That’s how I woke up this morning. I worked late last night and spent the last part of the evening readying to go to the city today.

I am truly enjoying seeing on social media all of the post-vaccine reunions people are having with their loved ones. From seeing friends reunite with their elderly parents to friends reuniting, each picture brings a smile to my face.    

Last week’s commentary hailed the start on unveiling my outside office. I actually used the space the week that past expecting to complete the remaining space through this weekend. A “funny thing” happened over the course of the week.