tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87289870254125375872012-03-30T09:42:37.366-04:00Mrs. Leenoreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728987025412537587.post-41365114294468333582012-03-12T10:10:00.000-04:002012-03-12T10:10:06.603-04:002012-03-12T10:10:06.603-04:00

Okay, so I missed finishing this scarf for this past winter, but this was a very mild one so I doubt hubby would have gotten much use out of it anyway AND since I am in a (self) forgiving mood, I am lucky that this is done and ready for this coming winter.  One less thing to do later in the year! Maybe time to pick up that calligraphy set again.  :)

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I recently read an article published by the Harvard Business Review titled "Positive Intelligence".  The gist of it is that you can improve your chances of success by increasing your happiness and developing better habits.  So instead of thinking "I will be so happy when I reach level 20 on Farm Story (my most recent online gaming obession and thus, the reason for my absence lately)", I should

Mrs. Leenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728987025412537587.post-36816600264224919072012-02-10T09:00:00.000-05:002012-02-10T15:37:21.515-05:002012-02-10T15:37:21.515-05:00

For those of you who know me well, you know that I can have an addictive personality which can lead to very unhealthy behaviors. This is the primary reason why I don't like to gamble or why I've never done drugs...the fear of ending up broke is so great that I will not enter a casino with an ATM card or more than a hundred dollars in my pocket. My husband says he hates gambling with me...I guess

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Like many college students, I was living on a tight budget and needed to prioritize my needs versus wants.  I recall now with a smile how my 'must haves' such as new clothes and club money seemed so important to me.  Sounds shallow, but when I was 18, I felt strongly that a decent standard of living meant having cash to party.  Thankfully, that was a phase that came and went quickly.  I managed

Mrs. Leenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728987025412537587.post-14030972466880485262012-01-28T14:21:00.001-05:002012-01-28T14:21:04.069-05:002012-01-28T14:21:04.069-05:00

Someone at work asked me how old I was and I had to pause for a brief moment.  Honestly, I couldn't remember and had to concentrate.  When I did say my age out loud, I was surprised.  When did I reach my late 30's?  I feel so young at heart that saying the number out loud..well...it sounded...so...old.  Now, I know I'm not OLD, but I am no longer YOUNG.  Does that make sense? Perhaps I've just

Mrs. Leenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728987025412537587.post-15677669615116302112012-01-26T20:50:00.002-05:002012-01-26T20:50:59.188-05:002012-01-26T20:50:59.188-05:00

Hubby hasn't had to travel for three consecutive weeks and it has been SO nice to have him home.  Last year, we were ships passing through the night.  I was on the road non-stop for the first 9 months of 2011 and he was a road warrior in Q4.  Weekends meant catching up on chores and sleep which made the weekends precious and very short.  This year, my T&E budget got desecrated and I probably

Mrs. Leenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728987025412537587.post-72185179712280821722012-01-22T09:45:00.001-05:002012-01-22T09:45:33.467-05:002012-01-22T09:45:33.467-05:00

My passion for cooking started when I began dating my husband.  It became fun to try new recipes at home versus dining out and it was during this time I asked my mom to teach me how to make her mandoo ( Mandoo is dumplings in Korean).  Long story short she flat out said no and told me I had to wait until I got married. Fast forward. I got married.  I asked again.  She said no.  Apparently,

Mrs. Leenoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728987025412537587.post-15763203029610997502012-01-20T12:06:00.031-05:002012-01-22T01:24:05.925-05:002012-01-22T01:24:05.925-05:00

We kicked around the idea of moving out of the East Coast for awhile...especially after visiting the West Coast several times over the last few years. We reeeaally loved our time there. Californians seem to have it great…wonderful weather, friendly people, lovely beaches..what else could you want? Many of my colleagues there seem to 'work to live' versus 'living to work'. Don’t get me wrong,

Mrs. Leenoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728987025412537587.post-42796985989044453312012-01-16T17:08:00.023-05:002012-01-26T10:37:01.412-05:002012-01-26T10:37:01.412-05:00

I think I am too old to make new friends so it is a good thing I have a great set of friends already. Today, I met my dear friend Kat for lunch at Red Rooster in Harlem for our first meal of 2012 together. The last time I was there, I got to meet Chef Samuelson (Season One Top Chef Masters champion) which I thought was really cool. No sighting today, but that's okay. I was there to catch up with

Mrs. Leenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728987025412537587.post-36439821947309117062012-01-14T13:44:00.013-05:002012-01-22T01:27:32.190-05:002012-01-22T01:27:32.190-05:00

Who doesn't like a good deal? I know I love them! Extreme couponing at one time seemed like a great idea, but it required a lot of energy and I just didn't have the time (or patience) to do it justice. Thanks to the internet however, my inbox is flooded with new deals everyday and the hunt for deals is over. We recently went to Gammeeok with a Groupon and I was really happy with it. It

Mrs. Leenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728987025412537587.post-7328459973480345132012-01-08T09:19:00.000-05:002012-01-22T01:23:50.845-05:002012-01-22T01:23:50.845-05:00

Sample Menu From Eleven Madison Parkhttp://www.elevenmadisonpark.com/ A dear friend of ours (TL) is turning the big 4-0 and is the first of hubby’s ‘Stuy Posse’ to reach this milestone. In celebration, his wife (SL aka CuisineNV) threw him a lovely dinner party at Eleven Madison Park, a place that I've longed to go to, but was afraid to try. I saw this restaurant featured on some show...can't

Mrs. Leenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728987025412537587.post-46237203557256600452012-01-06T11:21:00.035-05:002012-01-22T01:29:14.978-05:002012-01-22T01:29:14.978-05:00

My youth was split between East New York in Brooklyn and Flushing, Queens. Depending on who I am talking to, I was raised in the Brooklyn projects or the busy streets of Flushing. It’s been many years now since I left my old Brooklyn ‘hood’, but I sometimes think about going back to Starrett City and seeing if the pizza is as delicious as I remember it. Pizza was quite a treat back then when

Mrs. Leenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728987025412537587.post-16566055362107963982012-01-03T14:37:00.017-05:002012-01-22T01:28:33.790-05:002012-01-22T01:28:33.790-05:00

One of my personal resolutions this year is to eat better. If I really think about my diet, I don't think I eat all that terribly. After all, I actually like vegetables and I tend to eat a good amount healthy food. However, I have a weakness for fried foods...and when I get a craving for some deep fried goodness, it usually stays with me for days. Yes, days. So, this year, I am going to start by

Mrs. Leenoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728987025412537587.post-76398533538001125732012-01-01T18:08:00.000-05:002012-01-22T01:23:23.283-05:002012-01-22T01:23:23.283-05:00

My good friend (and sometimes therapist - DG) told me I need to find a way to deal with my stressful job. Since quitting is not an option (other than in my fantasies), I decided to start gambling (mega millions baby) and blogging. Frankly, I don't know how long blogging will last since I have a penchant for starting and quitting hobbies every few months. This year, I bought a calligraphy pen

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