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  1. Does anyone really want to see a Cameron Diaz movie?

    June 27, 2014 by admin

    What makes a person want to go to Africa just to kill a beautiful lion?  What would it be like to have 6 dogs with two of them Great Danes?  What exactly is in Kim Kardashian’s butt?  What would I have done if my brother wanted to marry Ann Coulter?  Why don’t we speak Pig Latin anymore??  These are the things I think about when I’m driving to Long Island.  It’s a 2 hour drive at best coupled with an array of bad NY drivers and worse New Jersey drivers.  Alas, when I pull off the LIE (Long Island expressway, hello) at exit 70 it’s similar to the feeling at the end of a yoga class…calm, at peace and a bit sweaty.

    Last week Jenny came for her thrice yearly visit (working on frice yearly, how ever many that is) and then this weekend it was my dear friend Jim.  The weather is superb, farm stands open, days are long and you can see Star Jones checking out at the grocery store.  ahhhhhhh



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    Don’t worry, we were parked when this was taken!







    Marder’s Nursery in full bloom




  2. My eyes tell the story my face tries to hide

    May 12, 2014 by admin

    So Ken has been seeing this Doctor/nutritionist.  A friend told him about this guy that can help treat certain ailments through diet, i.e. muscle and joint inflammation, skin issues, allergies…whatever, I’m not feeling it.   The doctor eliminated only a few things from Ken’s diet for the next month and I’ve been following the same thing, why not, it’s not so hard.  But then he told Ken to give up wine for a month and with the roll of an eye and flaring of nostril I yelped, “Do you want to die healthy or happy?”,   “I guess we’re not going to Italy anytime soon”, “Should we order a Cab with our steak?, oh never mind”.   Next.

    In between trying to help rescue dogs, putting an end to trophy hunting, keeping a watchful eye on factory farming foils and eliminating human trafficking, a girl can forget to do her weekly facial peel!   Summer’s almost here and soon enough we’ll be dusting off the old bikinis.  My rear will need some dusting off as well and by dusting off, I mean serious self-tanning.   What a difference a season makes?!

    People who spend year round in the Hamptons know good and well that summer is coming when a Bentley, Audi or black Range Rover filled with screaming children is passing you on a NO PASSING country road doing 55 mph in a 30 zone.  They, or their chefs, end up in Citarella holding up the seafood guy or butcher for 20 minutes ordering either all the oysters yanked from the Peconic bay or a side of grass fed Australian beef for their 40 guests coming for dinner.   The restaurants I’ve been going to ALL WINTER won’t have room from Memorial to Labor day, except my beloved Bell and Anchor who tries very hard to fit us in.  Whatever dude, no complaining on the yacht (as Ken loves to say).

    With everything going on in the world, I’m grateful for my two weeks of Spring.








  3. In Easter news

    April 22, 2014 by admin

    That ain’t no Easter bunny?!  Oh well, close enough


    Ken and I spent a quiet Easter Sunday in Water Mill.  It was a nice day, warmer too and we both enjoyed some outside exercise.  We had a pleasant drive back to the city.  But when I took the dogs out for their afternoon walk down 42nd Street there were all these wild children running around, skipping, screaming, crying, back-flipping, it was utter insanity!  My dogs already consider anything under 4 feet something to be seriously afraid of.   This particular day was like an alien invasion for them or better, like being dropped in the center of the Electric Light Parade at Disneyland.  “What in God’s name is going on around here?”, I said to Ken.

    Easter Sunday + kids + 20lbs of candy = Hell’s Kitchen Hell

    So a week ago Bernie had a small lump removed from his chest.    He had several stitches and the doctor wanted him to take it easy.  Riiiiight.   On Easter we came home from a walk and he started throwing his tennis ball all over the place and barking and crazily running  from room to room.  Upon landing in the living room he began his Native American dance to the gods to make it rain turkey jerky, that’s what it looked like anyway.   The doctor told me he could wear a t-shirt to help protect the stitches.

    Fame called and they want their tshirt back….


    I hope you all enjoyed a beautiful Easter.


  4. Thank you dear God

    April 14, 2014 by admin

    I believe, with great fear of jinxing it, that Spring has indeed finally sprung.  Everywhere one can hear the sweet songs being sung from NYC’ers finally able to enjoy outside drinking on Sundays, starting at noon.   Any temperature above 50 means we’re getting out the shorts and flip flops.  I met a man yesterday at the Sag Harbor recycling center who told me that this winter almost broke him.  Yes, I shook my head, we all got a little broken.  Although for many it’s probably better titled, Fits of Rage, Severe Depression, Falling-in-front-of-a-train-doesn’t-sound-so-bad, kind of thing.

    So the polar vortex has ascended and the burning of my winter jacket, boots, gloves and knit hat will commence.  In celebration of Spring, and also the birthdays of his parents and daughter, Ken and I dilly dallied to Los Angeles and Snowmass and then on to Water Mill for a little more vacation, all offering some sun and fun.

    Here’s to Spring!

    Laguna Beach


    Adele celebrates her 9th birthday


    On the way to Snowmass (and apparently no one else was!)



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    On the road to Water Mill




  5. Happy St. Paddy’s Day

    March 17, 2014 by admin

    Can you do this?


  6. “Wild” Turkey

    March 17, 2014 by admin

    My sister Jenny came for her bi-annual (hoping for tri-annual) visit to NYC except she never made it to NYC as we spent all our time in the Hamptons.  We “East ended it” as they say (no one says that).  It was to be a time filled with hiking, drinking wine, catching up with Mad Men before the new season starts and eating delicious, local food.   Check all.

    There is a lovely park called “Elizabeth Norton Natural Reserve Park” after the giving and very rich woman who donated the land. I love this park because there is an area in the woods with trails where you can see deer, turkeys and if you bring bird seed, the birds will land in your hand and take the seed.  This reserve leads to a long peninsula out to the ocean where you can walk along the shell-lined coast for a very long time.   You never think you’re going to be chased by a limping turkey but that is exactly what happened.  We admired him/her from a distance but when he/she starting limping towards up with greater and greater speed and got super close, my sister instinctively lifted her hands in a cross over her heart and started trotting.  I followed suit.   Apparently he was going to peck out our hang nails?  I don’t really know.  Anyway, after a long and beautiful  hike out to the beach we made our way back to the trails where we saw other hikers leaving birdseed for the turkey.  Turns out he just wanted a hand-out, so to speak.

    We also explored the trails in Montauk out to Oyster Bay, the ponds of Sag Harbor, ate local oysters at the American Hotel (I did anyway, they didn’t have any vegetarian ones for Jenny) and paid $30 each for a glass of champagne at Topping Rose.  I can’t say enough about the food though, WOW.

    She’s gone now and so very missed.


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  7. Random Dilly Dallying

    March 4, 2014 by admin







    This is Chi Chi and she rules Niu Niu’s world


  8. All the young girls love Celine

    March 2, 2014 by admin

    Recently I tagged along on Ken’s work trip to London.  On the days he worked, I spent the time walking all the neighborhoods and seeing the sights and on the weekend we enjoyed the city together.  London was full of excitement this particular week as it was simultaneously Fashion Week, the BAFTA’s, Valentines Day and most importantly, my damn birthday.  There were so many cute London girls.  I saw a few “Adele” types with their thick eyeliner and ratted coifs, the edgier ones with leather pants and elevator shoes and the perfectly styled and manicured girls that make you wish Kate Moss would stumble in and throw a martini in their face.  I wondered happily along the halls of Westminster Abbey, photographed the guards of Kensington palace, shopped the streets of Mayfair/Elizabeth Street/Kings Rd., circled around Sloane Square and made my way down the famous Pall Mall, pell mell (god that made me happy to type that, now if only it would come up in conversation…). On the weekend we took in the show “Once”, walked the length of Hyde Park and back and ate our way to BROKE.  London is one expensive town.  Do be sure to bring many schilling and a pence or two if you want to really tally ho right.








    Now this might look like London but it’s actually taken after I got back to NYC.  It’s 23 degrees right here and I’d like to know what this little bird was thinking.


  9. ‘appy Valentine’s day, luv

    February 8, 2014 by admin

    I ask myself, Marie, why do you own a million v-neck sweaters in solid colors? Marie, why do you cringe at the idea of receiving an Edible Arrangement? Marie, David Sedaris and Stephen Colbert have both asked you to Thanksgiving dinner, which one are you going to pick??? Marie, why is Valentine’s day always such a letdown?

    I don’t know MARIE! I do think it’s kind of a lame holiday with too many chances for a set up. We should be celebrating our love everyday (yes I went there) even those days when I’m suffering from PMS and hate everything and everyone. And anyway, the restaurants are overcrowded and only offer prix fixe menus with cheap champagne and chocolate covered strawberries. Your single friends get dolled up and go out in groups of 8, drinking cosmos and talking too loud it drowns out the rest of us who want to complain about the toughness of our filet. And you may just get a gift box to open, but it won’t be the Hope Diamond.

    I’m not even sure what that is but I know I want it.

    I’ll be with my love on Valentines Day, in London. I’m going to wake up in the morning and kiss him and tell myself I’m the luckiest girl in the world. The next day, I’m going to do the same thing.

    Happy Valentine’s day, whatever you do and celebrate love of all kinds.





  10. Smashedville

    February 5, 2014 by admin

    1. 2 hour flight

    2. City we had never seen

    3. Fun must be had

    These were the rules for the girl’s trip, that is, Girls that met in Shanghai and are now back in the US.

    With one gal coming from Austin, the other from Chicago and myself NYC, this was no easy task.  Have you seen that part of the map??  It came down to Memphis or Nashville and the home of the Grand ole Opry won out.   Upon landing at the airport, I was taken right away by the kindness of the people.  I did have a small run in with a rude woman  in the airport bathroom but it turns out she’s a NY’er as I recognized her from my plane.  It was a short trip but with the music, amazing food (Husk, Rolf and Daughters, Tavern), fun night life and historical landmarks, a good time was had by all.  Just don’t compare Austin to Nashville or Natalie will have your head!

    We toured the beautiful and historic town of Franklin, saw our first slave’s quarters and cemetery at the Carnton Plantation House, purposely chose not to honky tonk, danced to a band covering Journey, toured the Gaylord Grand Ole Opry all while meeting some of the nicest people around.



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