by Jackie | The One With, The Subway Chronicles
I came across some notes I’d made for in my journal for an old Subway Chronicles post. The two girls in this piece are probably off to college by now. Consider these two scenarios from separate subway rides this week: On an uptown 2 train, a man in a suit and...
by Jackie | Life Happens, Tourist in My Town
I. I’ve been in Tiffany’s once. The flagship store on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan is stately and refined, a Rockefeller to my Clampett. My office was nearby and I went during my lunch break. I can’t remember why I was there. I certainly couldn’t...
by Jackie | Life Happens, The One With, Work 'n Such
I don’t know how I got on the mailing list. I’ve never bought anything from them, either in person or online. I live about 2,000 miles from their closest brick-and-mortar stores. Yet once a month or so, I receive a catalog from this women’s...
by Jackie | Living Deliberately, The One With
A few years ago, I was watching a television show about gardening. (Why? I don’t have a garden. Or a yard. Or even a green thumb for that matter.) I saw a clip about Pearl Fryar, a self-taught topiary artist. I use the word artist deliberately, and you’ll...
