by Chrysa Smith Mark and I just returned from the Hamptons. And no, we're not wealthy. What we are is lucky enough to have some friends who rent annually and generously extend an invitation to us to come for a visit. So we do. When I tell people where we went, the response is predictable and funny. Oo-la-la! Oh? Nice. Yes, it's all of these things. But doing The Hamptons is worth it [...]
by Chrysa Smith [fusion_builder_container hundred_percent="yes" overflow="visible"][fusion_builder_row][fusion_builder_column type="1_1" background_position="left top" background_color="" border_size="" border_color="" border_style="solid" spacing="yes" background_image="" background_repeat="no-repeat" padding="" margin_top="0px" margin_bottom="0px" class="" id="" animation_type="" animation_speed="0.3" animation_direction="left" hide_on_mobile="no" center_content="no" min_height="none"] The Mary Cassatt Tea Room at the Rittenhouse Hotel in Philadelphia. MaryFran and I have birthdays that are exactly a month apart. So, rather than buy each other physical gifts, this year we decided to gift ourselves with a better than average lunch. [...]
by Chrysa Smith 'Old enough to know better. Young enough to try again.' Linda was taking the plunge again. At 75+ years of age, my 80+ year old father-in-law had proposed after a lengthy (and I mean very lengthy) courtship. Now mind you, such an event can raise all sorts of questions. Isn't once enough? Why now, after so long? Why now, at this age? But as the wedding day approached, I can [...]
by Chrysa Smith I don't usually think about accidents. Well, except when flying (but that's a neurosis for another day). While on the ground however, on most days, I'm in a place that I absolutely hate: the shopping center parking lot. There's lots to hate about parking lots and I think I might just have some of the solutions to the numerous problems that exist there. I think most people have experienced this [...]
by Chrysa Smith I admit it. I'm a NYC snob. Well, at least I use to be. Because, if you've ever seen that poster--A New Yorker's View of the World---you'd know that it begins at the Hudson River; ends at the East River. Period. The end. I do think NYers come by it naturally. They don't set out to believe they are just a little higher on the food chain than others, yet, [...]
by Chrysa Smith Everyone has heard of it. Some think about it when they're in NYC. Right about now, it's the perfect time to be there. And when in the Big Apple, it's the rare place where you can spend the day and not spend a fortune. A beautiful oasis in the middle of a concrete city, Central Park has always been one of my favorite NYC sights. In the spring, I've played [...]
by Chrysa Smith There she was. Sitting with her back to me at the bar, dressed in jeans, a tee shirt and a bridal veil. She was with a group of friends, which made me jokingly remember the movie Bridesmaids, a flick that made me laugh so hard---well, you know. So, as I sipped my wine, I was brought back to my own 'engaged' days, when I too was planning for the wedding [...]
