Thanks, Kevin, for stretching Steve…
On a trip down to Southern California, I had my brother Steve take a stretch class to align mind & body. My teacher, Kevin, deserved a shout-out for his care. Please Share
On a trip down to Southern California, I had my brother Steve take a stretch class to align mind & body. My teacher, Kevin, deserved a shout-out for his care. Please Share
Part of being a friend is reminding them you still love them when they’re going through difficult times. A “Thank you for being you” is a reminder that no matter where I am, I’m still in your corner. And isn’t that what friends are for? Please Share
Robert and I worked together on a kids’ game show before my daughter was born. He glides through a set with the greatest of ease, and always has. Getting all the parts of a TV production together is no easy task. I appreciate his prowess. Please Share
Although TV crew folks, like cameramen and stage managers, often don’t get their proper due — as a former producer, I notice it when someone goes the extra mile. Please Share
My friend Vivian, age 85, loves fabric and needlework. She might have been a designer if the Holocaust hadn’t stopped her. After pancakes, we search for a zipper for a top of mine that needs restoration. Please Share
I have the sexiest typewriter repairman in Los Angeles. He’s in a documentary now about their history, and whenever I go to his shop, I “kick tires” with him for hours. Please Share
After a deviated septum surgery, I did more damage to myself with a jetstream of boiling soup. I wrote my doctor after he patched me up, because no matter how stupid I am, he never judges. Please Share
Michael’s an energetic video effects editor who works with my husband. After a long night in the edit bay, he confided he can’t wake up in the morning. He puts in major hours, and I got inspired on how to thank him: with an alarm clock that wakes the dead. Please Share