by Chrysa SmithI've marched in the NYC St. Patrick's Day Parade. I've been an onlooker at the Labor Day and Macy's Thanksgiving Day parades. So when Carmen (fellow blogger) and I were on a crowded, NYC bound train on a Sunday morning and someone mentioned a parade, I immediately went to my mental calendar. It's June 26th. Flag Day has passed. It's not Veteran's Day. So what on earth could it be?As we [...]
by Chrysa SmithThey look innocent enough--sitting there, peacefully enjoying their little slice of God's green earth. And their owners? Nowhere in sight. And for good reason. They have taken the worry out of their furry friends jumping over fences, burrowing under fences, running out into the street----because they have the peace and security of an invisible fence.Aah, good for owners. Horrific for dog walkers.As a bully taunting one of his classmates, I have [...]
by Chrysa SmithWhen my husband and I talk about this constantly changing technology that lets you conduct every business and social transaction from the digital device in your pocket, I feel a sense of sadness for my son and his generation. Why? Because we're raising a generation of hermits--with no reason to leave the house, fewer interesting stores to explore and little 'face' time.It struck me again this morning when I came across [...]
by Chrysa SmithJust the other day, I was engaged in conversation with a few other middle age divas. We were in the midst of celebrating a very festive occasion, yet, as often happens, when we get down to catching up, we hear of each other's health issues. Whether it be heart, boobs, mood, circulation, bones or any other malfunctioning body part, the fear of the illness is often equal to the host of [...]
by Chrysa SmithWhen I think about parking, the first thought that comes to mind is fellow-blogger, MaryFran's trusty prayer: St. Anthony, St. Anthony, please come around. Something is lost (a parking place) and needs to be found. No smoke and mirrors, but let me tell you, the few times we've been together in a parallel parking situation, her Italian patron has smiled down on her, opening up a nice slot for the car [...]
by Chrysa SmithI'm feeling a little bit playful. All this New Year, Father Time, Auld Lang Syne has sent me to the salon and the clock. It's New Year's Eve, and although I've got not a whole lot of partying scheduled for tonight (or ever, really), I decided to treat myself to a manicure today (a few days before my new two week cycle, which I say is sorely necessary in the cold, [...]
.by Chrysa Smith Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there lived a handsome prince and his beautiful, young princess. Their wedding was complete with horse-drawn carriages, the world's longest wedding gown train and worldwide telecasts in multiple languages. Souvenir chackas could be found in every cheesy gift shop, stories on every literary masterpiece at grocery checkout counters.No, I'm not talking about Shrek---that would be easy and happy. I'm speaking about the [...]
