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I’m blaming everything on menopause. It’s just easier that way.

I was the one who thought I'd never go through menopause. Of course, I knew I would one day stop ovulating, but I had a feeling all those ugly symptoms my friends would bemoan about were not going to affect me. Every time a girlfriend would grab paper within her reach and create a makeshift ...

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Hot Sweaty Mess

Summer in the city is comprised of many short jaunts from one air conditioned venue to another, intermingled with cold showers. It hasn't stopped me from getting out, and doing interesting and delicious things, but I have to admit my steps are down and my Arro, Uber, and Lyft payments are way up. I tell ...

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Shall We Play A Game?

I married into a family of game players. Many of my best summer memories were spent around the dining room table at "The Hideout" in Plum Beach, Rhode Island playing Tripoli and Contact Rummy with my in-laws. The games would go on into the early hours and would be discussed at the breakfast table the ...

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Don’t Believe The Hype

Okay, I take that back. Don't always believe the hype. Some things of course hold up, like the beautiful landscapes of the south fork of Long Island (see above), or the satisfaction of making salted watermelon juice fresh from the farm stand (see below).  But, this weekend, thanks to Resy Select, I was able to ...

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Happy Marriage: Free Advice

On Saturday night, my niece Spencer got married at The Liberty Warehouse, the most spectacular location for a wedding on a beautiful summer night. At this time in my life, weddings are a time for reflection on my marriage, as well as on the overall idea of marriage as I look to the future for my ...

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One Perfect Day

Perfect days don't just happen; at least they don't to me. I've tried to be spontaneous, I really have. And there are times when the stars have aligned, and magic happens, but usually, for me, spontaneity ends up in a bunch of near misses. The fabulous art fair that I walked two blocks east of, ...

It’s My EmptyNestiversary!

It's hard to fathom that it's been a year since we became empty nesters, and moved back into the city. In some ways, it feels like we've lived here forever, and yet I still pinch myself knowing I get to call NYC my home. I've learned more in the past twelve months about myself than ...

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