When I was a little girl, and we would make our yearly New York City trip from the country, my eyes used to roll out of my head toward every dog I saw. It was hard enough to accept that people actually lived in the expansive skyscraper jungle of Manhattan. Seeing people with dogs blew my mind. I grew up on acreage where neighborhood dogs roamed free. I couldn’t imagine a dog being in an apartment, particularly an apartment someplace like Fifth...
On the first day of my 51st month of updating this page (blogging? still uncertain), it is my pleasure to announce... we're moving back to midtown blog family! Sweet Lord. Henry dying and living in the house where it all occurred not only ruined my life for awhile, it made me promptly pull my head in and make things happen. Six days ago I said something like, "Hey, I reckon I'll get a new place so I can visit Lily during lunchbreaks."...
In addition to studying and practicing yoga, I am going to learn Italian. In 1907 my great grandfather, Joseph Luciano, was fourteen years old. He traveled with his parents and little sister from Sortino to Le Harve then onto New York City. I've decided that I would like to complete my second novel in Italy. So I should totally learn to speak the language. Furthermore, Italian men are hot. I'd like to converse with them in their native tongue....
The twelve year anniversary of FollowMeToNYC is upon us blahg family. Every annual milestone of this site has meant something to me. Isn't it beautiful how the years drift by? Once I got to New York City and my daily updates subsided, it's not like life stopped. On the contrary, I was in my early 30's, smack dab in the centre of midtown Manhattan, making more money than I ever actually thought about before. Things took off in wild, wonderful...
Life is a wild and wonderful ride, considering the big picture. There are a lot of fucked up pieces in between that level you down to Earth, but I still remain a glass half full kind of girl. 18 years ago today, I eloped with my first husband on Sandringham beach. 10 weeks after we met, for a relationship that would last eight years. It's been 10 years since I left him. I never looked back. But I've grown in such amazing ways throughout my...