Stacy Horn

Every day I have an extremely healthy salad for lunch (I fill it with greens, broccoli, carrots, tofu, etc.) and at night I have a small size Amy’s frozen pizza. It rarely changes.

When I tell friends they look at me like “what a sad, unimaginative, losing-out-on-the-good-life” friend we have. Turns out, I’m not the only one.

I would also spend all my time researching and writing books, if I could. And watching television and going to the movies. And the Losers Lounge. And choir. And reading in the park or on the couch. The occasional museum visit. Okay, how I spend my time is a little more varied than my eating habits, but not by much.

Heading down the stairs at the main branch of the New York Public Library.

By the time I got out what little snow left on the ground was more slush than snow. Poor doggies having to do their business in that. That one dog is looking at me like, “Seriously? You’re taking a picture of this?? Really??”

I look at this picture and think, “What a cute expression Bodhi is giving me,” and “Good God my couch needs to be reupholstered.” But it costs thousands! Which is insane. Except I had this couch custom made to my needs and it really is perfect. I love it and would rather give it a makeover than buy a new one. So, some day!

Someone I used to work with at the ASPCA’s Kitten Nursery, Yeva Usatova, rescuing a red tailed hawk. Oh my god. She’s a super-hero!!

In the early 1980’s I worked at Tiffany’s as a temp during the Christmas season. Before I left I treated myself to a pair of Elsa Peretti mesh earrings using my employee discount. In my memory I paid around $50 dollars for them, which felt like a tremendous splurge at the time.

Fast forward to a couple of years ago when I notice that one of the earrings is damaged. I took it to Tiffany’s for repair, and learned that it wasn’t going to be cheap. But the current value of the earrings was around $250 or $275, I was told (again, if memory serves, which it probably doesn’t). Not a ton of money, but I have always loved them, and it was nice to learn that they were worth around four or five times what I originally paid for them. I went for the repair.

Fast forward again to a year ago when I discover that one of the earrings is missing! Terrific. I looked everywhere and finally decided it fell on the floor and I probably sucked it up vacuuming. I moped about it and moved on. But every time I felt the urge to wear them I would grieve all over again.

Yesterday, when I was getting ready for the concert and reaching for a pair of earrings, I thought of a place I hadn’t checked, an inch or two away from where I normally kept the mesh earrings. “What if I accidentally dropped it into a different compartment in my jewelry box” (which is a work of art in itself, handmade for me by my brother Peter). I am such an idiot. Because there it was. A freaking inch away!!

Yes, I’m an idiot, but it was like a present from the universe. These are the earrings I’m talking about except mine do not have a diamond in them. Thank you universe!

A movie shoot I passed by the other day, on my way to work.