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Boogie Wonderland

Last night, after a dinner party with friends, and an alcohol-impaired session of the Name Game, our group went dancing. I love to dance, and as you get older, your opportunities become limited to weddings and bar-mitzvahs. When I read about the recent opening of Retro Club NYC a dance club that catered to people my ...

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I Do.

One of the things I love about living in NYC is that at some point, friends who live far and wide arrive for one reason or another (this week it was a Haiku event, college tours and a 50th birthday). These short, but oh so sweet meetups are the best excuse for dining out and ...

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The City Never Sleeps Better Slip You An Ambien

I didn't get a ton of sleep this week, but I can't blame it on NYC. I often wonder why mother nature thought that when women become a certain age, they no longer need sleep. Why she felt we need to roll around in bed at 2 am worrying about problems that are unsolvable, making ...

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Dating After 50.

Most of my friends either became empty nesters this past year or will become one in the next year or two, which means CHANGE and in some cases, significant change. Some couples choose to downsize to smaller homes in less expensive towns, some move into the city, some get divorced, and others spend a lot ...

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Paris Unplanned

I'm laughing as I type in the title to this post because anyone who knows me knows I would never go to Paris without planning. However, I kept the scheduled activities to a minimum. Tom and I had an entire week to ourselves in Paris, and I wanted it to be as spontaneous as possible. We'd been ...

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Paris Prep

I'd hoped to be writing this week's blog entry from Paris, where Tom and I planned to spend Valentine's week, but Air France had other plans. Our flight was canceled last night with no warning, most likely due to the record-breaking snow that has blanketed the city of light, but hopefully, we'll get out this ...

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Points of View

I have no business hanging out in FiDi. I have no job that takes me there, nor any other reason to take the 6 train to Fulton Street, and yet I find myself returning time and again. It could be the unparalleled view from The Bar Room at Temple Court, or the rosé gummie bears and other assorted alcohol-infused ...

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