Casa Caesarea
Anne Kleinberg's Bed & Breakfast
An oasis on the green
He Said. She Said.
I don’t believe him. Not for a moment! I spent much of yesterday afternoon, evening and night watching the Kavanagh hearings on CNN. I’d say I’m mad as hell, but the truth is it’s useless to feel that way. I no longer believe in the process of justice – so what’s the point of being
My First Time!
I’ve never had a hospital stay. Of course I’ve been in plenty of them – visiting sick people and designing hospital interiors when I was an interior designer in New York. But an overnight stay after a procedure? Never, until now. Earlier this week I had hip replacement surgery. Sounds horrific, makes me feel ancient and was scary
Farewell Noble Cat
SHE’S BACK!!!! I don’t know how, or from where, but Maxie returned last night. I pulled into the driveway from a grocery expedition and I heard loud meowing. I carefully opened the car door and to my utter surprise and delight – it was my darling Maxie. She was skinny as can be, and seemed
My Very Own Hanukkah Miracle!
It’s almost the end of Hanukkah (also known as the Festival of Lights because of the miracle of a small amount of oil that lasted eight days and lit the menorah of the Maccabees) and I’ve just experienced a miracle. Seriously. And not only that, it was a miracle of light! Dealing with living alone
Let’s bitch about the bitches!
Be warned, I’m writing this under the influence. I’ve had Chardonnay with my dinner – two glasses, maybe more. So if I get a bit loony, forgive me. I want to write about missed opportunities – specifically when someone says something nasty to you and you don’t have the presence of mind to answer in