At my old nicked wood desk, a cast-off from the Good Housekeeping offices in the 1990s. The desk with the two Art Deco drawer pulls that look like earrings. It has a lock, but the key has gone missing.
I love this desk, and the stories it must hold.
Several pieces due today...about homes in exclusive Saddle River, a bucolic town Mary Higgins Clark, Mary J. Blige and Richard Nixon have called home. A town where John Travolta went house hunting.
I'm writing about homes that are selling for about $7 million each--well, one is $14.9 million.
One in particular caught my eye when I toured it on a recent Saturday; it was built by the president of Motown Records, then sold. The second owner is an interior designer with an exquisite eye, and I had to breathe in as I walked from room to room....the Artistic Tile in the kitchen, mirrored and glittering.....the chic little diamond of a butler's pantry, with Sub-Zero refrigerator drawers and a gorgeous floor....the dining room, a fashionable space with turquoise and silver wallpaper so pretty that I would wear it as a wrap skirt....the music room, with a piano Stevie Wonder played on...and, oh, the breakfast room, with a soaring dome ceiling that is hand-painted to look like a beautiful blue sky with floating white clouds.
See why I was taking deep breaths? It was like opening one Christmas gift after another.
Didn't blog yesterday because I was busy working, plus had a dr. appt., plus got Rxs, plus H. and I were invited to go into Punchy's classroom and talk about being writers. [H. wrote 60-Second Novels for two of the children. All of the kids seemed sweet and smart.] Then at night, Fig watched Punch at home while Sis and Don treated H. and me to Saint Patrick's Day drinks and dinner at the elegant Water Club in Cos Cob, CT. I had the best Bloody Mary, a jumbo shrimp cocktail that would go nicely with that $7 million home, a petite filet mignon. Everything was delicious. A lot of people were wearing green--sweaters, ties, shirts, hairbands. I had such a hectic day that I didn't have a chance to hunt for green, just wore a blue dress. Didn't have time to add my shamrock necklace.
Happy Friday to us all. Off I go, polishing and expanding my vocabulary of words such as stunning, breathtaking, chic, glamorous, bespoke, hand-picked, tailored, modern.....
TCOY
I love this desk, and the stories it must hold.
Several pieces due today...about homes in exclusive Saddle River, a bucolic town Mary Higgins Clark, Mary J. Blige and Richard Nixon have called home. A town where John Travolta went house hunting.
I'm writing about homes that are selling for about $7 million each--well, one is $14.9 million.
One in particular caught my eye when I toured it on a recent Saturday; it was built by the president of Motown Records, then sold. The second owner is an interior designer with an exquisite eye, and I had to breathe in as I walked from room to room....the Artistic Tile in the kitchen, mirrored and glittering.....the chic little diamond of a butler's pantry, with Sub-Zero refrigerator drawers and a gorgeous floor....the dining room, a fashionable space with turquoise and silver wallpaper so pretty that I would wear it as a wrap skirt....the music room, with a piano Stevie Wonder played on...and, oh, the breakfast room, with a soaring dome ceiling that is hand-painted to look like a beautiful blue sky with floating white clouds.
See why I was taking deep breaths? It was like opening one Christmas gift after another.
Didn't blog yesterday because I was busy working, plus had a dr. appt., plus got Rxs, plus H. and I were invited to go into Punchy's classroom and talk about being writers. [H. wrote 60-Second Novels for two of the children. All of the kids seemed sweet and smart.] Then at night, Fig watched Punch at home while Sis and Don treated H. and me to Saint Patrick's Day drinks and dinner at the elegant Water Club in Cos Cob, CT. I had the best Bloody Mary, a jumbo shrimp cocktail that would go nicely with that $7 million home, a petite filet mignon. Everything was delicious. A lot of people were wearing green--sweaters, ties, shirts, hairbands. I had such a hectic day that I didn't have a chance to hunt for green, just wore a blue dress. Didn't have time to add my shamrock necklace.
Happy Friday to us all. Off I go, polishing and expanding my vocabulary of words such as stunning, breathtaking, chic, glamorous, bespoke, hand-picked, tailored, modern.....
TCOY
- Always have tall glass of ice water by my side when working. On my third one now.
- Took a nice lavender bubble bath.
- Looks like I'm driving Punchy down to her mom's for an overnight visit tonight while H. plays poker here with his friends. I hope to then be back in time to go to see the movie "The Lady in the Van" starring Maggie Smith.
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Alice, Pete and I have visited our kids' school to talk about writing, too. It has been one of my favorite volunteer experiences! Hope you are all well!
ReplyDeleteHi Eileen! Yes, that was fun. Sending love.
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