Join me for a cocktail?

This post should be called When, because of the Who, What....series I have going on here - but it's not. The next will be - maybe.

Right now I am relaxing with a Grey Goose cranberry rocks where no one would think to find me. Or maybe you would. Well, if you know don't tell anyone 'cause I just want to chill a bit.

It's been phenomenally busy lately, but I do manage to find a bit of time for myself each day.

Sunday afternoon I photostrolled through the Lower East looking for what I call wall art. Graffitti-esque murals could be another term for them; I know some prefer the term vandalism. I got a few shots that I will post tomorrow as soon as I get myself in front of the desktop. That's where I uploaded the photos. Right I am tapping away on my Sidekick keyboard.

The group at the next table is listening to one gentlemen tell all about an old time movie star he knows personally. Seems she won an Oscar at some point in the 60's. She keeps it in shoebox. The gold plate is very thin and tends to peel. According to our expert here you get free lifetime re-plating when you win one. The actress he knows has never needed to use the service. This fellow really is quite the name dropper. He's mentioned at least half a dozen old-time celebs and their various idiosyncrasies. He must be an actor or writer himself.

The young couple next to me are enjoying fresh-made sangria and looking into each other's eyes. Her slightly messy dirty blonde ponytail is charming, as is his Hugh Grant-like smile.

It's Tuesday night which means my DVR should be recording 'Glee.' I love this totally over the top show. It's a total sing and dance along experience.

Okay, it's getting near ten, time to head home to a bubble filled bath to complete the unwinding process.

Much bloglove to you all.
Love,
Frances who is expressing herself as best she can in NYC