Went to Africa (lots of firsts there) Ate pheasant (in Scotland; it was delicious) Attended a cremation (farewell, dear Aubrey!) Lounged in...

Everyone says it, I know, but really - where has 2007 gone? I'm still trying to get some closure on 2004. At this rate I'll never c...

After almost two full weeks in Atlanta, I'm back in my little New York turret to ring in the New Year. It's good to be back, but it...

I've never been a present-counter. When I was a kid, Santa left our gifts in very distinct piles under the tree, so that after a half-mi...

I have serious kid-envy this time of year. No, no - I don't envy people with children; I envy the little curtain-climbers themselves. O...

Go ahead. Put me behind bars. 'Tis the season of guilty pleasures - usually food-related, if I'm the norm. Alas, my guiltiest pleas...

What could be better than a hayride in the country at Christmastime? Cuz treated those of us brave enough to withstand a wind-chill factor o...

Forget the Griswold Family Christmas. Our family does a much better job at food and festivities without electrocuting a cat and destroying a...

Don't you love this little "Happy Holidays" sign on Fifth Avenue across from Saks and St. Patrick's Cathedral? Yeah. Happ...

Took the day off today to do a little New York shopping, since I leave for Atlanta on Saturday. I'm coming in earlier than I had planned...

Last night I was talking on the phone with a friend and mindlessly looking at the odds and ends stuck to my refrigerator with a melange of m...

What's your favorite Christmas story? I mean besides Luke 2's Nativity (which is unbeatable, of course), and "Twas the night be...

You know I love to wax interminably about holiday films and music, so to help us all move forward (and to keep from repeating myself), I...

"Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, ...

Well, Liz started it. Showcasing her line-up of Christmas mugs made me want to turn the spotlight on me own cup of good cheer. So here it is...

Well. I have lots to say, but I'm just too busy to write engagingly about my Christmas ornaments or Tin Man or having to reapply for my...

A little Central Park snow beauty to share on this, the second day of December. Start jingling 'dem bells!

Man, who'd have believed that someone still riding a turkey-and-martini high could spend the week slaying dragons? Not only slaying drag...

Every which way. I'm still trying to come down from my Thanksgiving turkey-high, as well as deal with a schedule and work-load overstuf...

The house is clean and "fluffed." Tablecloths and napkins are pressed. We've decorated inside and out. Placecards are ready a...