Archive for the ‘Musings’ Category

One afternoon last week I was returning home from doing a show at The Peak in White Plains (www.1071thepeak.com) when I found 2 strangers standing in my driveway, a third stranger taking pictures of my house and a fourth standing around in the street.

I opened the driver’s side window and informed them that if they didn’t move I would be running them over.

“She used to live here!” said the fourth standing around stranger.

I pulled in and parked and jumped out of the car.

“Okay…who used to live here?” I… Continue reading

All this week I am driving between Milford, CT and North White Plains, NY as I happily fill in for my boss hosting the midday show (11a-3p) at 107.1 The Peak (www.1071thepeak.com).

If you spend anytime driving you know the myriad of joys it provides.

I decided to take notes. And don’t worry I wasn’t writing, texting or anything else while driving (yes imagine this: I actually drive while not doing anything else!)… Continue reading

I remember as a little kid pleading with my parents to let me stay up and see this ball drop thing on New Year’s Eve. I didn’t understand what it was exactly but I knew that it was a big deal and that I needed to see it. Plus I just thought it would be cool to stay up until midnight.

Now I am just as happy to be snug in my warm bed at midnight on New Year’s Eve. And, hey. If I happen… Continue reading

The storm of the decade began along the Shoreline just after sundown on Saturday. This, of course, gave us time to tear around like lunatics buying everything that wasn’t nailed down regardless of whether we needed it or not: it was gonna snow!!! A LOT!!! So we now needed stuff we never needed before.

And snow it did; into the night and when night became cold Sunday morning it was still snowing. Unlike the majority of Connecticut snowstorms this one hit the coast the hardest, leaving only a few inches north and… Continue reading

My favorite thing about this time of the year is the lights. I’m not fond of those big, awkward blow-up decorations that started appearing a few years back or the mechanical stuff or anything too over-the-top….just lights thank you. A simple light-filled tree in the yard or a string of lights along a deck (especially if the deck is on the water and the lights reflect off the water) are the perfect holiday addition.

And there has to be a Christmas… Continue reading

In my endless quest to learn more about the State that I have called home for the past 20 years, I recently took to the internet.

My curiosity was piqued during a recent conversation with a friend about the Praying Mantis. Every Fall I spot more than a few of the little aliens in my backyard and I know that they are the Official State Insect of Connecticut. (More precisely, the European Praying Mantis is the state… Continue reading

I am originally from New York. When it comes to baseball, I am a New York Metropolitans fan. If the Mets are not “in it” (which of course is most of the time) I do not automatically root for the Yankees because they are the other New York team. Nope. In fact, I root AGAINST them.

Most Yankee fans that I know do not understand this. They will say “if the Yankees are not in it and the Mets are, I’ll root for the Mets”.… Continue reading

I was not born with the “napping gene”.

The rest of my family was. My Mom was the best napper I ever saw; she could lie down for 20 minutes, get up and be totally rejuvenated. Not me. If I napped – and I had to be convinced that I needed to – it was never for less than an hour and when I got up from my nap I felt like I’d been hit by a truck. I was a nap… Continue reading

I don’t like Halloween.

There.  I said it.  Not a popular opinion, I know.

But does it make me a bad American?

I think not.

This is not to say I’ve always disliked Halloween.   When I was a kid, I thought Halloween was fun.  Dressing up, knocking on doors, coming home with a sack full of candy.  Not a bad way to spend an autumn evening when you’re a kid.

I grew up in a middle-class suburban family; we lived in apartments until my parents bought their first – and only – house sometime in the late… Continue reading