I’ve spent the past nineteen years of my working in the corporate world. Did you know I recently switched jobs and now I am a government gal? Well, that’s a post for another day… But know one thing, I am much happier now! While I loved a lot about my corporate gig, I hated the cutthroat environment that came with the territory. I much prefer the creative space. I’ve said it so often, but it needs to be said again….
In a city where over eight million people are walking around at any moment, this happened…. “I’m going to make your day,” my mom said to me on the phone, earlier this week. “Okay,” I replied curiously. “I was on the phone with Barbara last night. And she told me the most amazing story.” Barbara, a resident of Manhattan, is my mom’s oldest friend and my favorite. I have known her my entire life. “So, Barbara was walking in the…
Hi Everyone! It’s me. The Lucy! Remember me? Yeah, that is what I was afraid of. My mom has been so busy writing her new book she’s been neglecting me and my blogging. But I can’t complain too much. I read an advance copy of Go On, Girl and it was so funny I couldn’t stop laughing… see! Go On, Girl officially publishes tomorrow (9/10/18) to honor the 30th anniversary of my grandpa, Sidney’s, passing. But you can pre-order your…
Howdy! I meant to post sooner, but I updated plugins and killed the blog. After begging and pleading with an IT colleague I’m back in business. Head over to my Facebook page HERE 1st I’m giving away and advanced autographed copy of Go On, Girl (contest ends Tuesday AM at 6 eastern) – enter HERE Then I’m also giving away a $75 value mom’s back-to-school survival gift box (with fun items for any lady regardless if you have kids or…
For those of you who have followed my blog you know my dad passed away when I was young. I was fourteen years old when he died. I was alone with him when he had his stroke. I called my mom. I called 911. But even though he got help quickly, the ambulance was at our house within minutes, he didn’t make it. While I knew I did everything I could for him, I still lived with guilt. Some was…