Martha Stewart Holiday Craft Sale
There is Nothing Like...

It's Now September 25...
This was the display of photos of Halloween crafts and goodies in the waiting area.
Despite the fact that we won't be television stars and it's back to my desk and the waiting phone and email messages tomorrow, we had a great time! I'm inspired to spruce up my apartment and even remake a section of my bedroom for a craft area. Definitely will be decorating for the fall. If anyone is thinking of visiting New York a visit to Martha Stewart might be a great way to spend a morning. So glad you could join Bev and me for our wonderful day!
What Should I Wear?
This photo is for Amrita. The cafe is near my friend Elana's house. I was there last week and had to take a picture to share. It's a great place and they have the best iced coffee.
These signs were about a mile from my office. I stopped on the way home to do an errand and saw that they were filming the new television series, "The Good Wife" here on Wednesday. I will be at the taping of "Martha," so I can't run over at lunch time. As my mother would have said, "You can't dance at two weddings."
Off to look at my closet! Sweet dreams and happy wishes to all. Thanks for stopping by.
Autumn in the Air

When You Least Expect It...
I'm invited!!! It's my lucky day...
I'm smiling beause...
THE MARTHA STEWART SHOW
GENERAL TICKET CONFIRMATION
arrived in my inbox this afternoon.
I was idly going through my inbox this afternoon and caught the subject "last minute tickets." I'd almost forgotten about Martha Stewart tickets and had stopped obsessively looking for an email.
And here it is! I'm going with my friend and colleague, Bev, and we are both so excited. Cameras are permitted before and after the show and I will be taking lots of pictures to share with all of you. Can't thank you all enough for your encouragement. I wish I could take all of my bloggy friends with me.
Dear Martha and Rachel...
But for the last three weeks "this time" never happens. I'm not taking it personally, but my feelings are starting to be a little bruised. It brings back every memory of childhood kickball games and gym classes, when almost invariably I was among the last chosen, and I'd stand looking at the kids who had been chosen and wishing I wasn't among the last. It got a little better in high school, but it doesn't take much to bring back those memories. I thought somehow being the last chosen was gone with elementary school. I never dreamt it would still be with me on the cusp of Social Security and Medicare.
Dear Martha and Rachel, I'm appealing to you. Please! I would be a great member of your audience, absolutely great. I'm cute, I'm perky and I will clap wildly on cue. I've got a big smile and will laugh and nod at all the right time. I won't embarrass you, I promise. Just give me a chance, you won't be sorry.
Weekend Update


