Couldn’t upload my photo of the Obamas shining in London, so this beacon will have to do. One day WordPress and I will be friends… But this is all about those handsome Obamas! And how happy Europe is to see them! I was in Paris when Obama was elected. I cast my vote for him from there. In fact, that day at the busy Parisian post office, my reason for being there got me to the front of the line. I had explained what I was there to mail, and added that I was voting for Ob

Mother love is much on my mind these days as I contemplate getting a small apartment up in Oregon. My daughter lives there, and I’d like to see her more often, without being the houseguest who smells in three days. I mean, what kind of trip is three days anyway. A waste of time, that’s what. So I need a room of my own– (Thank you, Ben Franklin and Virgina Woolf). A likely apartment has been found. I need to snap it up sooner than I planned– And so I will. No one’s goin

Purples R Her I read, in the Sunday paper, that Marrakesh is now Miami in a caftan. I took umbrage. What’s wrong with caftans? What’s wrong with Miami? What about Miami could possibly remind anyone about Marrakesh? I mean, hey–I don’t believe I ever saw Marlene Dietrich in Miami. In Marrakesh she was stunning! Marrakesh and Miami don’t work in the same sentence, let alone adding the worthy caftan to the mix. What I got from the statement was there is something silly abo

Napping Today my newspaper’s astrology person informed me, in no uncertain terms, that I, and all other Leos, need to organize our workspaces. That we need to get organized if we are to proceed forward with our lives. Today was also proclaimed to be the end of the world by some group or other. I don’t know the details so don’t quote me. But all I know is the world obviously isn’t ending today…and until I read my horoscope this morning, I felt very good about about that,

An Ode to Marriage Okay, so I am an American woman, and therefore am having a totally uncool reaction to this um…situation. I think, natch, that DSK is scum, and am all the more put off by the fact his behavior towards women has been a well-known secret in Europe for, like, years. So uncool of me. So totally, priggishly uncool of me. And then there’s her, the wife. In this case a raging ego-maniac…I mean heiress-former-Oprah-of-her-country, who has all kinds weapons to thr