It was seven years ago today

that we first landed in the USA...

It's our seven year anniversary of living in New York. Prior to that we had also lived in London for 8 years.

I have to say that I have made far better and deeper friends here than I ever did in London and feel more connected and part of this city. There's a vibrancy here, a sense that interesting people come out and try to bring out the best from themselves. Of course Manhattan is also a bitch goddess who makes you feel poor no matter how much you have (there are always those with so, so much more) and talentless (there are always those who are so, so much more talented) but there's a buzz, a sense of potential, of things happening, that you can dip into and let it carry you along.

So here's to a very happy seven years, with God only knows how many to follow....

Other Blogs

So, MUG - Manhattan User's Guide - which sends me emails every day, and has a pretty good hit rate in terms of me reading them- sent me one with this blog. Without even reading it I know I'll love it because it's called I hate duane reade. And the sad truth is, I'm just disappointed that I didn't label a topic with that charming title myself. Because I am one of the converted. I had no intention of joining the cult, had no history of animosity, only came to these shores 5 years ago, but DR has done it's utmost and now I too belong - I hate Duane Reade with a passion that is personal. I don't know what they do to their staff but they are the most miserable, surly, unhelpful people you are likely to meet. That company really needs to do something fast. I will even go to my extortionate local pharmacy rather than go to DR. Not that DR is any cheaper...

Another blog that was funny and interesting was ranting about grammer and clarity, which is one of the quirky, almost old fashioned one might say, things that I care about. I mean I swear like a sailor, or probably worse than a sailor - there is no word I will not use, no phrase that has not passed my lips. But I like sentences that flow, words that follow each other in the appropriate order and I love puns. So I'll visit this is not a sentence again.