Drinks with Alpha the other night . . .fun. As always. It started as it typically does. The (first) round of drinks. Too soon for appetizers. Settling in. A rush of work and life stuff. Typically stuff that has him in knots. He keeps a lot of plates spinning. He’s an army of one. He works harder than anyone I… Read More
When Bella sits back, pauses, sets her wine glass aside and says “Annie, here’s the thing . . .” you know she’s going to cut through the questions, wonderings and worries of the evening. She’ll sum it all up, cut through the clutter and hit the nail on the head. Recently we were talking about dating. She’s blissfully married, but… Read More
I shared this (origin) story with Grace the other night. She agreed, in hindsight, this kind of explains a lot . . .. At the age of three, my understanding of numbers came from endless counting demonstrations on Sesame Street. I understood that the purpose of numbers was to group similar things–fingers, cookies, flowers. Pretty basic. For example: 4 would… Read More
It’s NFL draft week. And a year ago, I got tackled. Literally. Of course, hope was that he’d sweep me off my feet, not knock me off my feet. Who knew? Grace and I had drinks this week. As we are known to do. A gorgeous spring evening. An outdoor table. A perfect start to the season in the city…. Read More
Grace, Bella and Alpha. Three great friends that I laugh with and learn from . . . .over drinks. On a regular basis. There seems to be something about that moment . . .the end of the day, the glass in front of you, the small table in a corner in a packed room of people. It brings a focus… Read More
