The Weeklies: March 31 - April 6

A rare optimism persisted on Monday and Tuesday of last week. I had plans every night on Tuesday through Friday. If only the weather would cooperate -- the temperature dipped into the thirties, I retrieved my winter hat from the closet and frowned.

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The Weeklies: March 24 - 30

When people ask me what I want to be like when I'm older, I always see the same thing: a woman with a mature version of my face, wearing a Barbour jacket with a dog tucked under her arm.

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The Weeklies: The Past Two Weeks, March 10 - 24

That weekend the most New York thing happened: a slow motion robbery attempt.

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Returning to The Beau

From far away I noticed a man -- tall, over-tanned, perhaps in his early 40s -- approaching the pool area. He bypassed the towel stand. The attendant was mid-sentence and tried to stop him but he kept going. He took off his white t-shirt and tossed it on a chair and dove gracefully in the pool.

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The Weeklies: March 3 - 9

The rest of the week unfolded in a series of surprises. I knew that I would be at the doctors office on Wednesday, a gala on Thursday, dinner out on Saturday. But none of those things went exactly to plan. 

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The Weeklies: February 24 - March 2

Eventually I turned south and aimed for the grocery store. I saw a familiar face coming towards me on Spring Street.

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The Weeklies: February 17 - 24

The highlights of last week: my two French lessons, the delicate snow that fell mid-week, and meeting a new friend, Madeline.

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The Weeklies: February 10 - 16

I started to feel that New York feeling in my chest: I'm in this place I've never heard of that turns out to be a spectacular marvel, and now dragons are dancing!

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