Day 77

because if you’re going for a run in Central Park, you might as well dress to put a smile on everyone’s face!



Day 74

You see a lot of things in NYC, but a souvenir for Key West?  That’s probably a first…although just FYI, I never saw Baby’s Coffee in Key West–definitely a reason to go back!


Day 73

Happiness is a napping pupcicle, home from her overnight at the vet with her new bunny (a welcome home present)!  Best of all, it was all good news at the vet.  Still not sure exactly why she was sick, but we know that nothing major is wrong and her teeth are amazingly clean and in great shape! 🙂


Day 30

I don’t have what one would call a green thumb.  It’s more of a greyish-brown.  That is to say that if a plant is hearty I can usually keep it alive, but if it’s delicate it’s probably not going to last too long in my house.  It’s definitely not for lack of trying or wanting to have a house full of pretty plants.

It was touch and go for awhile at the beginning of the year, as I went to Texas for a few weeks and my roommates did not grasp the concept of “please water my plant” (I’m afraid to ask what, if anything, they were watering!).  But being a yellow rose plant, I just presume it’s a Texan (thus why I bought it!) and heartier than most rose plants–although perhaps rose plants are hearty by nature?  If they are, I’ll thank you not to burst my Texas bubble, thankyouverymuch!

And so with a lot of love and water, my darling plant seemed to be getting better and then suddenly, I looked over and there it was: one yellow rose peeking out to greet me.


good morning, sunshine!

Day 29

If you follow my other blog, The Epicurious Texan (shameless plug!), you know that recently I’ve been writing about Istanbul, which I think is one of the most beautiful and magical places on the planet.

The most intriguing thing about Istanbul is the intermingling of customs at an intersection of East meets West in a city divided by a river into continents.

This shot was taking right outside of the Mısır Çarşısı, Egyptian Spice Bazaar, looking out over the Bosphorus onto Europe…from Asia.  See?  Beautiful and magical.



Nothing says “work” like working on a turban that looks like…well…a well adorned sparkly penis hat.  I know that on stage it looks like an amazing turban, but up-close it’s an entirely different look.

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