It happened twice last week. Someone waited to let me on the elevator first. “Age before beauty” he said. He was obviously younger. I joked with him in protest. Then, a few days later, a man held a door for me into a building. “Age before beauty” he said. Although younger, I didn’t perceive a great age difference. (Maybe my perception was off.) I thanked him, conveyed that his gesture was appreciated although unnecessary, and shared with him that I’m not ready to receive such courtesies.

I've been thinking a lot about movies lately.

  I’m just about ready for a new book. My house is about to slow down and I’m itching for a few minutes to sit outside with a good book and a glass of (sweet) wine.    

  There has been a lot going on with me this summer. We have been in the process of raising our home due to the effects of Super Storm Sandy. During the construction we had been living in a rental house and just moved back home last week. The process of moving back home after living somewhere else for a year has been daunting    

Since I first read about its impending return, and the closing of a similar rock venue in Times Square earlier this year, I avidly anticipated an opportunity to catch a show and the new iteration of My Father’s Place in Roslyn.

  Inspiration comes from some surprising places. We recently finished watching all four seasons of Grace and Frankie on Netflix. If you haven’t seen the show, it’s wonderful.  

Do you know what I mean?  Did it ever happen to you?  Did something suddenly come out of nowhere unexpectedly and happen so fast? It happened to me last week.  I was driving along the Grand Central Parkway, in lane and observing the speed limit, when two cars came upon me weaving through the traffic as if in a careless contest or race.

Many years ago, we went out to dinner at a nice restaurant with some friends. Our server came by  and asked if we had any questions about the menu. Our friend said, “I’ve heard that the portions here are very small.” “Last time I’m ever going out to dinner with her” I said under my breath. That scene was in my mind the other evening when we were speaking to the owner of a very nice restaurant that we frequent in the City.