Years ago, I lived in a loft in lower Manhattan. The first time I saw the space I fell totally in love with it. It was perfect, or so I thought.

The building was located on Reade Street, the old mercantile area of downtown NY. The space was originally . . . 

This week, I promised I’d tell you about a simple method I came up with that made setting up the party incredibly easy. However, before I do, I need to go back to the party to fill in the ending. How could I have forgotten to tell you . . .

“What could possibly go wrong?” That’s what I said to friends when I told them that I had decided to throw a surprise birthday party for my husband, Mark.

I didn’t want to go to a restaurant, but no problem—we could easily entertain twenty people in our home. However I neglected to consider . . .

There are times when life takes a turn and grabs your complete attention, when you have no choice, but to take note. At this moment my mother . . .