Walking past my favorite church in Washington Heights, Ft. Washington Collegiate, I saw this sign last Saturday:
I’ve never actually been to a service there but, boy, do they throw a good old-fashioned basement bazaar. Sadly, they didn’t have one last weekend as a Pixie loves me some one-stop shopping & giving back to the community. Talk about a guilt-free zone!
Fortunately for me, I am so blessed & I know it. But, because I might not say it enough, today I shall publicly proclaim my gratitude for my two new lovely ladies, Terry & Michele. Last Friday, we three proved again that 6-tits are better than almost anything. Here they are looking cute as ever:
We started the evening with… Evening. While the critics are mixed on the flick, this middle-aged (yikes!) weepy woman sometimes craves a catharsis on lost love. Is that so wrong?
After a few drinks in the park, we traipsed off, (oddly still on the UES), to Arabelle on the final night of Restaurant Week. While the food was all good, mine was so yummy it was picture-worthy. I’m not sure how much they usually run but these were some tasty ribs:
So tonight as I count my blessings, fabulous friends & fine food are at the top of the list. But because it’s all so important, “Thanks, God, for all that I have, all that I am & all that I can be.”
“If the only prayer you said in your whole life was,
‘thank you,’ that would suffice.”
~ Meister Eckhart (c. 1260 – 1327)
German Christian mystic

