Diary Archives
Sunday, June 13, 2004
Just
saw some great films at the Brooklyn International Film Festival. Yesterday
went to an all day seminar given by a young man who made his first feature
called, "Brother to Brother". All impressive him, his
film, his journey there. Inspiring. Okay, next we will tackle a feature.
Ive taken to giving Chelsea haircuts using three different scissors.
In fact, they dull pretty quickly. Its not because Im cheap
as someone accused me, but Chelsea is quite fussy about her cuts andshes
fed up of leaving a groomer looking too masculine or lopsided. I have
an artist hand and shes demanded I do this for her. So what can
I say. Not much choice in the matter. I do wish I had an electric buzzer.
Sometimes its nerve racking trying to get close with scissors. Her
paws are hopeless. She doesnt like me going near them at all and
is constantly jerking them away. Thats not cool when you have a
sharp instrument in your hand. So, I will definitely be hitting a groomer
soon to clean in between her paws and even her out. Im just concerned
by how they handle the face. Anyone have any great plans for the summer.
Chelsea and I will head probably in September to New Hampshire to hang
with her nannies
well, really its her step parents and step
sister Roxy and step brother Nathaniel. In the meantime, wed like
an invite out to Fire Island and Sag Harbour. So if youre fun and
normal and want some company.. or have a spare room to rent, please let
us know.
Wednesday, May 18, 2004
Chelsea
had her teeth clean yesterday. Her teeth are squeaky clean but she is
a mess. She is still out of it. Can barely move. Dragging her feet and
her tail is mopping the floor. She looks dazed. I dont like seeing
her like this. It concerns me. And she has a pitch meeting today. What
am I going to do? I start want to cancel the meeting because they are
hard to come by. The vets assistance promised me yesterday that
she would be spunky the end of yesterday. Even after I warned them that
she is highly sensitive to anesthesia. I hate putting her under. I had
a woman in Los Angeles who cleaned her teeth without putting her out.
If you know anyone in New York who does this, please let me know.
On love
met another unavailable guy. Whats his story? Unhappily
married for 23 years, separated for two. But the ex-wife is not the problem.
Its another woman. An unhappily married woman who is having an affair
with. Shes a billionaire and Im not saying that to impress
you. He told me they werent having sex now because . well, I better
not tell more here. Its a sticky situation with all the spouses.
Hes quite good looking and smart and I entertained the idea of him
being a sperm donor. Yes, I did suggest it but he didnt rise to
the occasion you might say. So I let it slide and hell slip into
a friendship. Friends are so important. But is there anyone out there
who is available that will toot my horn and Chelseas and wants a
committed relationship and family?
Sailing. I decided to take up sailing and last week went out on a boat
with strangers. Responded to ad on the Internet from someone looking for
a racing crew. He took me out for a test, eventhough I have no experience.
Not ready for this competitive thing, especially out in wet, cold, raining
nights. All the races are midweek at night. But perhaps after some practice
I will be ready. They are heading out tonight without me. I cant
make it. I will look for other opportunities to go sailing. I much prefer
to learn and have a more leisure experience. So if you have a sailboat
and youre not a serial murderer or rapist and a kind-hearted soul
and want some company sailing, email me. Can Chelsea come if she wears
a life jacket?
Met Shirley MacLaine the other day. She wrote a book called Out on Leash,
which are conversations with her dog. I was told to show her my dogamentary.
Her publicist took a liking to both me and the film and wanted us to meet
so we did at a press conference she was having. We spoke briefly because
she was being interviewed individually by many journalists. She listened
and looked intently into my eyes when I spoke. I love when you have someones
full attention and you know you are connecting with him or her. Have you
ever been someone who cant look at your eyes and darts theirs around
when you are talking to them? Its so unnerving. My Indian friend
does it but I dont hold it against him, I only bust his chops.
Okay, time to get back to work. Im hungry. What time is it? 10:13.
All our love Gayle and Chelsea
Monday, May 10, 2004
Its
been so long since our last entry. I hope you dont think we abandoned
you. Theres no excuse. Weve been busy, okay? Our trip to California
went great. Chelsea and I saw many of our friends and got to show them
what weve been working on the last couple of years. Our work was
received with accolades and we left feeling great. We realized how many
wonderful friends we left behind in California but we were both happy
to be back in NY. If only we could transplant our friends here.
Mom was up for the weekend for Mothers Day. Shes doing pretty
really well. We must have walked five miles today. Not bad for a woman
who is nearly
she wouldnt appreciate if I mentioned her age.
No one would ever guess it. I hope I have her energy and smarts when Im
her age.
Chelseas best friend Roxy is heading off to their summerhouse in
New Hampshire this summer. Shed like to go but she doesnt
want to leave me
and I feel the same way so we shall see. Maybe
we will negotiate a trip for her.
On the romance side not much to report. Seem to be running into unavailable
men. You know men who are unhappily married but cant get out of
the marriage. I started to make a list of how many men friends I have
who are in loveless/sexless marriages. Whats going on? What do I
know? Im not an expert on long term relationships. I did notice
an interesting pattern among some of my former single 50 something grumpy
single men friends in LA. Three of them have found and married Asian women
Indonesian, Thai, and Korean. In two cases the women are more than 30
years younger. And the women have them wrapped around their fingers. Is
this a father/daughter thing? Does that matter as long as they are happy?
No, whats in age anyway? I just love seeing couples who are happy
together and loving and supportive. On that note, I tried to find an old
boyfriend of mine when we were in LA. Roger Huddleston has been married
to a wonderful woman named Ann for years. Couldnt and still cant
find them. If anyone knows them and their whereabouts, please let us know.
Time to say good-bye for now. Wishing you all our best.
Monday,
April 5, 2004
Were
getting packed and ready for our California trip.
This is our first time back to California since we moved in 2000. Were
pretty excited about seeing our friends. Its been a long time.
Chelsea and I are a bit anxious about the flight. Ever since 9/11 shes
not been too keen on flying. Even taking over my seat doesnt seem
to comfort her. We even tried first class. She wants out.. out of the
plane and back on land. We are probably going to try a light nerve relaxer,
perhaps shell want a stiff drink before we take off. Whatever she
wants, she gets. You know how that goes.
The other thing which is getting us a bit nuts is the prospect of fleas.
Chelsea and I were tortured by fleas when we lived there. One flea and
she is eaten alive and Im busy bombing, washing, killing. And then
there is quiet until we go out and she picks up another. I have so much
anticipation about this. I hate to see her scratching knowing whats
lurking under her hair.
Other than all those neuroses kicking in, we are thrilled to head west.
We have started working on the DVD. Last week we shot Albert Maysles,
the legendary documentarian (Gimme Shelter, Let it Be, Grey Gardens).
Hes in our film and even shot some of it, the pet therapy portion.
Well, he hadnt seen the movie and Chelsea and I were both nervous
to show it to him since he such a purist about documentaries. He doesnt
believe you should know the camera is there and doesnt even like
music in films. Well, our film, A DOGS LIFE: A DOGAMENTARY isnt
even a true documentary. It goes against all his rule and we were or I
should say, I was a bit anxious that he would hate it. So, we decided
to capture his first impressions on tape no matter what they were. We
sat him down, wired him up and put on headsets and recorded him as he
watched the film for the first time. He laughed here and there and gave
repeated thumbs up motions. Okay, was he just being kind? Then I sat him
down and interviewed him. Then we sat down and did my interview. Thank
God we had a make up artist. Its not that long since we finished
shooting the film and I never had make up on --and now Ive become
a secret wrinkle watcher. I have Loreal to thank for maintaining my hair
color.
BTW, I had just written about two more paragraphs and my computer crashed
and they went bye-bye. You are lucky. I was really beginning to ramble
on.
Be well!
Thursday,March 4, 2004
Chelsea
so whats going on in her life these days. As Ive
been having to spend much time out, shes been hanging lots with
Roxy, the doggie on the fifth floor. Roxy has a wonderful family, a sister
cat and two mommys. But Chelsea has lost her waistline. Shes becoming
chubby. How can a Shih Tzu Diva blimp out? Easy, shes a food addict.
No, is not in her vocabulary when it comes to food. No is in her vocabulary
when I ask her put away her toys or look at me when Im photographing
her. The only way the starlet will give me that million dollar look is
if I have food in my hand. Bribery is alive and well. When she is at home
I have control over what she eats and doesnt eat. Chelsea has a
way of looking at a person and getting what she wants. I say she is an
expert manipulator. Look at me. Ive given up my career in television
to launch Her career. Spent the last 3 years making a movie, getting press,
creating a Chelsea product line, making a website
Does it sound
like Im complaining? Sorry. So back to her weight. How do I control
what people feed her when she is not with me? Ive decided its
next to impossible. What do I do? Does she stay home alone or hang out
with Roxy and eat more than she should? Yes, Ive told the lovely
Mommys about Chelsea increasing waistline but they tell me they dont
feed her much. How could that be? Oy! I love the Mommys and Roxy. Theyve
become good friends to me, too. Got any ideas? Exercise her more? Okay,
this café is getting packed and I must wrap it up and head home
to my boss, my star, my Shih Tzu Diva, Chelsea.
Sunday, February 22, 2004
Chelsea and I have just discovered a neat café in the village.
They have large windows, old wooden tables, descent food and a couple
of outlets to plug in your laptop. Chelsea and I arrived here at 8AM to
secure one of the two window seats (plug is next to them). Chelsea is
tucked away in her bag and they just let me know talking on a cell phone
is not allowed. That was my cue to hang up the phone. Then they let the
guy know who was sitting in a table diagonally in front me that he couldnt
be plugged in to the outlet because the wire was running across the floor.
He shut down, turned around and looked at me, checking out to see if I
was getting ready to leave. I wasnt so he turned back and took out
his paper. In ten minutes he was gone. My cell phone rang; thank god it
was on vibrate so I only knew it ringing. I rang outside quickly and answered
the phone. I cant blame them for not allowing cell phone use. It
is quite annoying when people come into a café and start using
it as their office. You might say, I use it as my office too, organizing
my thoughts, writing, preparing emails, working on the website and making
an occasional call. But there is nothing more annoying than a loud person
yapping on a cell phone filling your sound space.
What else is cookin here? How about love? Heres a story connected
with an ex. You might say it didnt end well but we found ourselves
in the same crowded elevator facing each other. There was no where else
to look. He was all smiles and I had a face filled with terror he said.
I meekly said hello and tempted a smile. Before I knew it he phoned. I
didnt pick up. You might say he shattered my trust of him and I
wasnt eager to rekindle any relationship. But he attempted a few
times more. And I finally decided to call him back. We had a long conversation
rehashing the past, the good and the bad. Conversation ended. Then the
next night I got stood up by a date
well not quite stood up but the
date called a half an hour before we were suppose to meet and cancelled.
So, in the spirit of friendliness and in the mood for company, I called
up my ex and suggested we meet for dinner. He jumped at the offer. We
rendezvous and shared a French meal together. It took me a while to warm
up to him. He had done a great job shattering all my trust in him accusing
me of stealing from him
And what do you think it was he thought I
stole?
the cap to his vibrator which he used to relief himself
of headaches. Why would I steal the cap? If I was a thief, wouldnt
I steal the entire vibrator? Well, this accusation went on and on and
no matter what I said he was still suspicious of me so much that we got
to a point that there was nothing left between us. I said good-bye and
never wanted to see him again. But as fate has it, here we were facing
each other again. So, now what? I dont know. I certainly dont
have those feelings of love and lust for him anymore. Can I again? Hmm?
Questionable, very doubtful. But I do enjoy certain things about him.
His appreciation of my sense of humor. He gets it and laughs. His kindness
to Chelsea. Shes a bit lukewarm towards him. In fact, when he came
back to my place to have tea, Chelsea started having a sneezing spell.
It got so bad I thought she was going to throw up and even began thinking
I might have to rush her to the emergency room. Needless to say, all my
attention was turned to her and he knew it was time for him to leave.
Once he was out the door, she completely stopped sneezing. Is this a message
from her? Keep this guy far away. He is trouble?
Let me leave this entry with helpful hints for single women.
Stay away from men who are separated but are not divorced, stay way from
men who say they are going to call on a certain day to finalize plans
and they dont, stay away from men who cancel a date a half hour
before complaining that they are suddenly sick, stay way from men who
choose to hang out with their mother and her friends before you. Fill
your life with loving friends and activities you enjoy and bring you fulfillment.
Hugs Gayle, Licks, Chelsea
Monday, February 16, 2004
Happy Valentines Day everyone. Chelsea and I had a fabulous weekend.
Firstly, we received several Valentines cards and gifts, all unexpectedly.
Thank you! Part of the weekend we spent with an out of town guest. Once
our guest left we took the New Jersey transit to visit cousins. We thought
we were going out for the evening and would return Saturday night. Neither
of us had our tooth brush or pajamas or a change of clothing. Once we
got there, the two little kids were ecstatic about meeting the Shih Tzu
Diva. They played many games and Chelsea was in her element -- a large
house, fully carpet with lots of running around room and hiding spots.
The hours were passing by and it was apparent that no one was ready to
say good-bye and rushing to make the last train of the night. So we ended
up crashing there. We threw some pillows on the floor and bundled up and
caught some sleep. By morning the house was hopping with kids and adults.
Chelsea heard all the voices and was wagging her tail and eager for me
to let her out of the room we were in so she could start mingling again.
She is such a social butterfly. My little diva girl desperately wants
a family. She is fed up with singlehood. On that note, we had another
blind date. Nice guy, funny, smart, English but has no desire for a family.
And then when we meet a family guy he is not a match for one reason or
another. Oy! If there is a God, please send us Chelseas future dad
and father of her siblings. On the movie side, we just got an offer from
a distributor. Well keep you posted on all developments.
We wish you all the best and thanks for your emails and support.
Sunday, January 18, 2004
Just a quickie. Chelsea and I were on CBS Early show yesterday. Ira
Joel Fisher, the sweet weatherman did our interview. He held her for the
interview and was concerned afterwards that she didnt like him.
"Yes, she does, Ira Joel. She told me herself!" Thanks for the
interview.
What else is going on? Its been really cold in New York and Chelsea
has been wearing her booties each time we head out. Definitely helps.
Protects her from the salt and the cold. Shes been spending lots
of time with her best friend Roxy and she has me working hard on her career.
She now wants me to write a book with her. Okay, Ill be setting
the alarm for 5AM. She keeps me on my feet.
We send all our love. Please write. Gotta go!
Saturday, January 3, 2004
Happy New Year everyone! I miss Chelsea terribly. Weve gone
our separate ways for this holiday. Im up in Banff, Canada in the
Canadian Rockies. Its absolutely spectacular. There is one problem.
Its FREEZING! Today its 35 below Celsius. I hit the slopes
yesterday and after two hours ended up with frostbite on my toes. Although
Chelsea loves the snow I doubt she would be thrilled about the temperature.
Today, Im staying in and just looking outside at the winter wonderland.
Im alone now but had spent the first week with my friend and his
daughter. He never says no to her. I love to watch a three-year old manipulate
her dad. I learned so much from her. She learned less from me. Just a
few expressions like "Uh, oh, spaghetti-o"... and this one I
stole from a commercial. I learned how to cry until I got what I want.
And how to say "Baby don't speak" when I don't want to answer
a question. All in all it was a treat to be around the both of them. Im
convinced they are Eskimos. Both didnt seem to be affected by the
cold. She ran around most of the time without a hat, scarf and gloves,
sometimes she ran out without her coat. Me, you dont want to know.
I had so many layers on and the only piece of flesh you would see were
my eyelids. When wed come in and Id take off my layers including
a mask and scarf, my nose was bright red. Theirs was not even pink and
they were constantly exposed to the bitter cold. Oh, well, Ill just
have to limit my time outside. If only it was 25 degrees warmer.
I havent seen Chelsea in 8 days. I wonder how her vacation has been
with Roxy back in New York. Did they have good weather? I ended up in
a remote mountain resort in the middle of nowhere for New Years. Felt
completely safe from any terrorist threats but often thought about New
York and my little princess. Time to get back to work. Work? Im
on holiday youre saying. Its fun work like reading, writing,
etc. Hugs to all! Im back in NY in a couple of days.
Oh, before I forget. If you want to get away and go to the wilderness and stay in a romantic, rustic, quaint, upscale lodge then go to Num Ti Jah Lodge. Its in Banff National Park in Alberta, Canada. Check out their website, www.num-ti-jah.com and tell Lee, the Innkeeper, I sent you. Its right on a lake. During the winter its frozen and you can go cross country skiing and snow shoeing. And summer there is even more to do.
Sunday, December 21, 2003
Last
night Chelsea and I had a small gathering to celebrate my b-day. We invited
over 20 people and half showed up. It was a small, intimate, cozy night. We
hung and chatted till quite late. I hung Xmas lights, burned candles and we
drank wine and noshed. Roxy came over to hang with Chelsea. Birthdays. What
do you do on your birthday? Are you single? Its an interesting occasion.
Chelsea and I look forward to having a family to celebrate this with
you know a loved one and human baby and another canine child.
New York is quiet. I think many people left on Friday for the holidays. The
way Xmas and New Years falls this year, it looks like people are taking 2
weeks off. Not bad. Chelsea and I are going our separate ways this holiday.
Im off to ski in Banff, Canada. Its been over two years since
I had skis on and Im in horrible shape. Remember, thin doesnt
mean fit. So, Im joining a gym and going to work hard as possible to
tone up, stretch my tight muscles and get my heart beating faster. Chelsea
and I climb one set of stairs and we are both huffing and puffing. I went
yesterday to the gym and stretched and lifted and then jumped into the Jacuzzi.
I arrived with horrible lower back pains and left painless. Not bad. I could
live with going there on a regular basis.
Today, Chelsea and I met three Bisons. The mother and her two kids. The mother
was 20 years old and one kid was 15 and the other 10 years old. They were
all in great shape. I couldnt believe how great the mother was at 20
years old. I asked the human mom what she is doing. She said nothing that
it could be genetics. I was so happy. I cant imagine life without Chelsea.
Whenever we get an email telling us about the loss of someones doggie,
it touches both of us, sometimes to the point of tears. Who would have ever
thought that hearing about the death of ones dog has such a great affect on
a stranger? Sometimes more than then news of the death of human loved one.
Whats wrong with that? Nothing. Our canines are companions that no human
can be. Anyway, we have to write our holiday email and get it out to all of
you. Have a great holiday season and happy New Year!
Tuesday-December 16, 2003
Sorry once again for a long silence.
Just got news that Brad Van Nostrand died in a car crash on Thanksgiving.
Brad is in the movie in a charming scene in Times Square. He holds Chelsea
and I encourage him to kiss her and he gives her an air kiss at which
point I say, "No, a real kiss." He says, "What, tongue?!"
"Yes" and I push her head towards him. She turns her head and
looks at the camera and he says, "This is the best lover Ive
had a in long time." Brad came to the cast and crew screening. It
was the second time I met him. He was a warm, lovely man. The Broadway
community loved him. Brad had a business promoting Broadway shows and
did that in front of Tickets Tickets. He was a very generous, giving soul.
When Chelsea and I were doing a dogamentary fundraiser at Biscuits and
Bath he handed out flyers for us. We send our condolences to all his loved
ones. He was just 40 years old.
Life. We must live each day to the fullest. You never know what tomorrow will
bring.
Friday- November 28, 2003
Please dont be offended if you come into my life and I dont
write about you in this diary and please dont be offended if I do.
On that note. I met a very sweet man and his daughter when I was down
in Florida. I was eager to get on the water and took Chelsea and hopped
on a water taxi. We were the first ones on and then a few others joined
older women. And then I tall, lean, man got on holding his young daughter.
They went out back just like the rest of the people. But it was a hot
day and Chelsea was in a big. They didnt allow me to take her out
so we stayed inside where there was air condition. I, of course, had Chelseas
head sticking out. She is an eye catcher. An older woman stopped and started
talking to me and I filled her in who Chelsea really is
a Star.
and passed on the info about her upcoming movie. Then she continued on
to join her friend who was outside. Before not too long, the man and his
daughter came back in and he told me she wanted to see the doggie. So
they sat down next to Chelsea and we started talking. I soon learned he
was there alone on holiday with her and they didnt have a car. After
chit chatting for a while he asked me if I wanted to join them to go the
beach. I thought, why not. I didnt really have any plans but I was
concerned that Chelsea wouldnt be allowed on the beach and I didnt
want to keep her in the bag to suffocate. We got off and headed to the
beach and sure enough, Chelsea was not allowed on. I suggested that we
walk to where my car was parked and hang out the pool where I was staying.
I was a lovely little place on one of the canals and boats were docked
there. It was small and charming. His daughter was very sweet but didnt
say a word. He told me she was a chatterbox but clamed up around strangers.
And then she was afraid to touch Chelsea. We headed to my place and hung
out around the pool. They went in and Chelsea roamed the grounds. Its
a very dog-friendly place. We had a pleasant afternoon and I took them
back to their hotel. We had lunch together the next day and I headed off
to stay with my folks further up the coast. Hes become a friend
via phone and email. Doesnt live in my neck of the woods
a
few states away and although he is separated from his wife, they havent
divorced yet. Caution
Im not one of those women who finds
myself drawn towards unavailable men. Trouble. But one of the things,
which are so attractive about him, is his maternal instincts and devotion
to his daughter. I think I spend too much time around men who look at
children as a nuisance and a distraction. I definitely am drawn towards
men who are fatherly
no, not with me but with their child. I actually
dated someone years ago. We were not well matched and I hesitated getting
involved with him for those reasons but after a year of being friends
and his persistence I gave him. He was a single dad and I love how he
was with his child. Unfortunately, the rest just didnt work. Next
time, its gotta be the total package. . me, the kid and great compatibility.
THANKSGIVING
Chelsea and I spent it apart. She was invited to Jane and Theresas,
her stepparents, where she spends lots of time hanging and playing with
Roxy.
I went out to Long Island and shared it with my friend Doug and his family.
Doug and I went to high school together but lost touch since then and
connected again after a reunion last year. He is an emergency room doctor
in Michigan so most of our friendship is on the phone but he is a true
friend and a sweetheart. His folks are fun, engaging and dynamite. In
fact, we played a little Jewish geography and found out that my dear friends
father and my cousin were Dougs fathers competitors when he
was working
they manufactured womens lingerie. There was another
family there. Dougs first cousin, Steve and his wife, Stephanie
and their two kids. Stephanie is a novelist. Her first book is called
"Thoughts while having Sex". Talk about a catchy title. And
she has second novel coming out which sounds like a sequel. This sounds
like a must read. Boy, I have so many books on my list to read. Why is
there never enough time in the day to do all which we want. Perhaps we
should make shorter "to do" list so we can complete them.
Okay, must get back to work. Happy Thanksgiving weekend!
Sunday- November 23, 2003
Got
out of town this weekend. Went to Bucks County, PA to visit friends.
Beautiful home. Actually formerly a barn which was converted. Straight
out of a Architectural Digest. Chelsea had quite a time running around.
Acres of beautiful green grass, which at certain points were soaked
,
like a swamp. She didnt seem to mind. I have an idea for a new pet
outfit for all those low rise dogs, like Chelsea. You know those rubber
pants and boots that fishermen wear when they go fly-fishing? How about
something similar for dogs? They slip into this combo boots/pants get
up which stay on with elastic over the back. Now, your little one can
go frolic in the wet, morning grass and not get drenched. Or head out
in the snow. How about the dirty, mushy snow in the city, and be protected
from the filth and wetness. So, if you are reading this and you are handy
with the sewing machine
contact me and well make a prototype
and get this out to market.
What else is going on? Weve had a gorgeous weekend in New York.
Unseasonably warm. Chelsea is visiting Roxy, her stepsister. Im
out at a café typing away, getting some work done.
Thanksgiving is just a few days away. And before you know it Christmas
will be here and so will my birthday. What a terrible thought. I think
the worse thing about being single is the holidays and your birthday if
you havent made plans. What are we doing? Dont know yet. Would
be nice to go skiing. Chelsea prefers snowboarding. But dont think
well end up on the slopes for the holiday. Have you ever just slept
through New Years? Yes, we have
more than once. Boy, we sound antisocial.
Were not, Im mean, were not all the time. If youve
got any thing going on which we might enjoy, let us know.
Men
any news in this department? Lets see. Not much to share.
If I never got out on another blind date in my life, Id be very
content. If it werent for Chelsea, Id give up. But she nudges
me and sometimes I feel the pressure of a tight deadline. She does NOT
want to live alone anymore. She WANTS a family and that means not just
ME. BUT I keep telling her, she has full schedule with her budding career
and if a man comes into our life whom we care about, then thats
great. She keeps telling me I have to go out and look or stay in and do
internet dating. Thats another subject. Have you ever done internet
dating? I bet you have met some nice people, some of whom might have become
friends, people you normally would have never met because your paths would
never cross. Im sure you also have some stories of men or women
who looked nothing like their profile or who talked about themselves non-stop
or who thought you were there next spouse and youre wondering what
you have in common. Okay, write, say hi to us, sign the guestbook. Well
write back. Have a great day!!
Sunday- November 9, 2003
I know so much time has passed since the last entry. Chelsea has been
keeping me very busy and now she has become a real prima donna when we
are flying. She used to be content to be economy just as long as she and
I were with each other. Now she is creating a raucous and wants out
she wants first class. So she cries and scratches to get out of her Sherpa
bag. It use to be if I took her out and put her on my lap and covered
her with a blanket she was happy. Now, she refuses to settle down even
on my lap. Looking forward towards first class, economy is just not satisfying
her. And you know some flight attendants are not happy if they find your
canine master on your lap. The days of relaxing on a flight with my Shih
Tzu are over
that is until we fly first class, whenever that happens.
Chelsea was featured on a local TV show in Florida. But she is ready to
sue the station. They made a huge mistake. The kind of mistake which can
ruin a young starlets career. They start the segment off saying
13 year old Shih Tzu Chelsea. 13 years old??!!!! What are they talking
about? Chelsea weighs 13 pounds. She is NOT 13 years old. So, what do
you think we should do?
What else? Its getting really cold in NY. Chelsea has been hanging
out a lot with her step sister, Roxy and her step parents. They have a
huge beautiful apartment and she gets to play tag and eat homecook meals.
Sometimes she brings me a doggie bag if Im good.
Gotta go! So much to do. Wishing you all the best.
Thursday- September 24, 2003
Now
for the Howard Stern update. How did I get on the show in the first place
and why did I want to go on? Ive been told when my hair is down
I look like him.. Okay, not everyone feels that way but its been
said more than once. So, I had a publicist who had a photographer take
a picture of me with my hair down, wearing dark glasses and headphones.
The picture can be seen at She mailed it in saying I was the "Only
female Howard Stern Impersonator". Didnt know thats what
she told them. If you look at the picture you
will see there is some similarity. On more than one occasion I flashed
the picture and people thought it was him. So, they called and invited
me to come in. She told them about our movie and they said I could plug
it. We went in. I went in looking like I did in the picture. (By the way,
I never wear my hair down because I dont find it becoming) Gary
asked me if I really did impersonations of Howard. I was a bit embarrassed
and responded, "No". They knew I was there to plug something.
Chelsea and I were there by 6 AM and we got to wait in this room which
had pictures of the most unusual characters. You know the kind of guests
he often has. One was a photo of a fat, unattractive man wearing bikini
briefs on the streets. I was wondering where my photo with Chelsea would
fit in. The studio is on 57th street on the 14th floor with a great view
of the city. I hadnt listened to Howard in a few years and hadnt
seen the E show in about that same amount of time. When I accidentally
bumped into Robin in the Ladies Room I was shocked to see how thin and
gorgeous she looked.
By 7:30 AM Howard was announcing on the radio that a woman claims she
is his impersonator but he knows Im there to plug something and
agree to let me come in. I grabbed Chelsea and went in. Howard was a bit
hostile at first. He didnt think I looked like him
maybe
just a bit. Robin mentioned she had run into me and thought I was an attractive
woman. Howard agreed. He seemed a bit impatient and just wanted me to
do my plug and move on. So I did. Once I told him that an element of my
movie is my quest for a husband he asked how old I was. "40 Something"
I responded. "Have you ever been married?" he asked. "No"
"Whats your longest relationship?" he continued questioning.
"Three years," I answered feeling humbled. "Youll
never get married. Youre too uppidy. No one is good enough for you.
You want someone like Martin Scorcese but youd drive him crazy.
You need a regular guy?" And then Art in the back said, "Like
me" I responded, "This is depressing." Robin who as you
know sits in a glass booth which was right next to where I was standing.
She looked at me and said, "Why do you want to get married?"
Robins not married. I said that Chelsea and I wanted a family. Then
Howard said, "Youre from Long Island." "Yes, it takes
one to know one," I responded. The banter continued a bit longer.
He asked me where I got the money for the movie. And saw that I was a
television producer. Quite honestly he was looking at me with a smile
and I think Robin and Howard might have felt like I was one of them. There
were really no harsh comments other than Howards initial aggressiveness.
When he saw that I produced for Rosie ODonnell he tried to get some
dirt on her. He ambushes her at every chance. But I didnt want to
go down that road. They wished me luck and Chelsea and I said good-bye
wearing everything I can in wearing. I know Howard can be a real prick
on the air but my sense is he is a really kind person. Chelsea and Id
like to get to know him. Perhaps we will.
Okay, the Howard Stern aftermath have been emails from a variety of people.
I was offered marriage by a radio guy in Australia and then told my another
I was f---ing Jew. And emails still float in from his fans. Keep them
coming.
Okay, now its time to sign off for now. Working on the movie poster
and publicity. Anyone interested in coming onboard as an investor? Chelsea
postcards will soon be available in NY stores. Have a great day!
Monday- September 15, 2003
Check out
the pix from the dogamentary fundraiser. Chelsea
and I want to thank everyone for all their support. Have a great day!
Will write more later.
I know you want to hear how Howard Stern went. Okay, coming up.
Monday- September 8, 2003
Just a quick
note. The event at Biscuits and Bath was a success. Chelsea and I were
exhausted and we both fell asleep in our clothing.
Tomorrow, we are going to be on Howard Stern. Please be kind to us just
in case he isnt. I promise not to be my raunchy self. Gotta go.
The Diva is calling me.
Sunday- August 31, 2003
Oops, there
was a misprint of my RSVP number for the Bisuits and Bath "dogamentary"
fund-raiser. The number is 212 714-8364 no 8368.
We're
listed in Time Out NY page 46 and NY Blade newspapter page 27 has a listing
with a huge pix of Chelsea. This is where the phone number is wrong.
We are raffling off 6 memberships to Biscuits and Bath. And we will either
auction off or raffle brunch at the Tribeca Grill for two, Dinner for
two at Atelier in the Ritz Carlton, brunch at Philip Marie, two night
weekend stay for two at Sheraton.
You must come this will be wild. And we want to meet you.
Thursday- August 28, 2003
Chelsea
and I have been working non-stop on our fundraiser next week. There will
be so many unique pet items for the silent auction.
Dont forget Biscuits and Bath, 227 East 44th Street, Thursday,
September 4th, 7-10 PM.
Heres a wire which went out.
NEW YORK (Wireless Flash) -- She's not exactly a member of
George Bush's fundraising squad, but a diva doggie in New
York is pretty good at pawing for dollars.
Chelsea the Shih-Tzu, star of the indie film, "A Dog's
Life: A Dogamentary," is hosting a four-pawed fundraiser at a
posh pet spa in New York Sept. 4.
Moneybags are invited to bring their dogs along to the
gala event at the Biscuits & Bath doggie spa, where they'll
dine on appetizers and drinks fit for both human and canine
consumption.
Organizers are even rolling out a rover-friendly red
carpet: It's made from newspapers.
However, Chelsea's owner, Gayle Kirschenbaum, says she's
not too worried about the richie-rich rovers having any
"accidents" at the event.
Sunday- August 17, 2003
Where
were you Thursday, August 14, 2003 at 4:15 PM when the city went dark?
Not only New York City but the entire state, several states stretching
as far west to Michigan and north to Canada. Who is to blame? Politicians
are mad and want to know. They said that it would never happen again and
it did this time far worse, reaching far more homes. Power came back on
at different times for different areas. Chelsea and I were home. I had
just walked out of the elevator. Boy were we lucky. The guys who we left
behind were being pulled out of the elevator a couple of hours later.
With my claustrophobia and Chelseas intolerance to heat, sitting
in a dark, hot elevator would not have been a pleasant experience. Id
say it would have been time for a panic attack. Friday. Chelsea and I
have a lot to be grateful for. We live right on the river which is now
a beautiful park. We were able to go there to find some relief from the
heat. It was packed with people. I wondered how many couldnt get
home because subways were not working. I returned later in the evening
with a friend and blanket and lay down and looked up at the sky and admired
the stars. This was the first time I can remember they were visible from
NYC. Chelsea and I were booked to fly to Florida to a family gathering
to celebrate my moms birthday. We spent several hours on the phone
in the morning trying to get accurate information regarding our flight
departure. It was impossible. 311, JFK, Port Authority, no one had information.
And it was impossible to get Delta on the phone. So I spoke with my mom
who is a travel agent and she accessed them through a special website
and told me my flight was scheduled to leave on time. In my heart, I felt
it was highly unlikely that was the case. I was sure there would be at
least delays. The airport was dark on Thursday and I couldnt seem
to find out if they had gotten their power back. Chelsea and I were still
in the dark with no water. That was horrible. Not being able to wash.
Our super ran a hose from a fire hydrant so we were able to fill up buckets
of water and carry them up to our apartments. The stairwell and halls
were pitch black. And our apartment even during daylight is dark. We use
lights for half of it, which includes the bathroom, kitchen, closet and
sleeping area. Packing was no easy feat holding with one hand a candle
for light. So, we headed to airport on a shuttle bus. All the while noticing
the neighborhoods which had power and those which didnt. The driver
seem to enjoy not having traffic lights to stop for. The roads were emptier
than expected so we were cruising until we hit a major traffic jam. The
driver got off the parkway and proceeded on back roads. We arrived and
Chelsea and I were the last drop off. Oh my God! There were so many people
laying on their suitcase on the sidewalks, inside and on the street. All
looking hot and exhausted. They noticed a fresh looking person, me, who
had just gotten out of an air conditioned vehicle. One by one, they told
me no flights were operating. I looked inside the terminal and saw it
was dark. The x-ray belts were shut. It was so filled with stranded passengers
I couldnt even spot an employee. Then I saw someone walking wearing
badges around her neck. "Excuse, are flights leaving?" I called
out. "No and once we are up we dont know when we will be in
operation," she responded. "But the computer and JFK said the
flights were running," I called out. "They dont
know whats going on," she said as she dashed off.
I look around at the sea of fatigued people. There was no way I could
stay there with Chelsea. She needed to get to where it was cooler and
it was clear we would not be leaving that day. So I flagged down another
shuttle and begged him for a spot in the van. We paid top dollar to get
back to the city. By the time, we arrived home power was on. What a relief!
I plugged in the air conditioner and then stepped into the shower. We
were back in operation. Well, we missed Moms birthday celebration
but we sent off her presents in the mail yesterday. Chelsea and I were
so lucky. We felt so sorry for all those who were stranded, stuck in the
subway or elevators, worried about loved ones they couldnt communicate
with
Chelsea and I were together and we had all we needed. New Yorkers
pulled through once again. No looting, no crime, just a lot of people
helping each other and keeping calm. There were stores which giving away
their perishables. Neighbors who were passing out water to others. If
youve never been to New York, you must make a trip here one day.
If you are not a native born American you will absolutely feel at home.
You know Im going to put up the piece I wrote about NY vs LA where
Chelsea and I lived before.
Must get back to work. We are doing a fundraiser 9/4/03 at 7 PM at Biscuits
and Bath on 44th Street in NY. $10 at the door and lots of fun: food,
drinks, music, sneak preview of my movie "A Dogs Life: A Dogamentary",
pet drawings, pet psychic. Call 212 714 8364 for details or email me and
Ill send them to you.
Have a great day!
Saturday- August 9, 2003
So what's
going on? Chelsea is working on the poster for the film. She 's got me
pursuing celebrities for quotes which we can use. Still hot and humid
but not nearly as hot as it is in Europe. Was on the Joey Reynolds radio
show. Chelsea likes radio. She doesn't have to worry how her hair looks.
Me? Love, romance? Nothing new to report. Had a meeting with a TV executive
yesterday and he looked at me and couldn't understand why I wasn't married.
"You're hot and sexy!" How many of you single women get asked
the same question. So, is it time to lower my standards or am I just so
preoccupied with our work that there isn't time for a guy. No, if the
right guy came along I'd make time and so would Chelsea.
Friday- August 1, 2003
So,
yesterday I was on the phone with my eight year old nephew and he asked
me if Chelsea spoke yet. How cute! I remember the day I was having my
nails done and the young son of the owner was there. He was busy chasing
Chelsea around the place. I was concerned Chelsea was not enjoying being
poked at when he got near her. The next time I looked up I saw the boy
lying on his belly, leaning on his elbows resting his heard on his hands
staring at Chelsea who was quite near him laying on her belly looking
at him. Without turning his head ...he eyes still focused on Chelsea he
asked me "Is she married?" I immediately replied, "No,
do you want her to wait for you?"
News...Just heard from an old friend who "googled" me. The good
thing about having your life on the net is . . . 1. long lost friends
find you 2. you don't have to catch up. They can read about you and be
up to date on their own.
Another question... so as you know I'm single and looking for a husband.
This is pretty publicized. On occassion I hear from a potential suitor.
The last person who approached me ask me to not write about him in my
diary. I promise never to mention someone's name who doesn't want to be
known.
Gotta go. Looks like rain. Must take Chelsea out before the skies open
up. Have a great day!
Sunday- July 20, 2003
Beautiful
weather in New York. Not too hot, not too cold. Nice breeze. I live near
the Hudson River in the West Village and they have built a fabulous park
with piers filled with life. Chelsea and I love taking walks there and
meet so many people, so many doggies and their human partners. There is
great feeling of community and joy. People are just thrilled to be near
the water, watch the sunset.
Great news on the film. Lynda Hansen, a top producers rep, fell
in love with it and she is going to rep it. By the way, its not
always easy to get a rep especially a really good one. Its like
getting a top agent for your first novel. So what does it mean to have
Lynda? It means she has contacts and relationships all over and with her
on our team we are sure to get the film out to many. So, we have Bob Seigel,
top entertainment attorney and Bob Hawk, film consultant and now Lynda.
In fact, they are all friends with each other.
Also, thank you all for your kind emails. The Ladies Home Journal Story
has generated a response from so many people each sharing their "love
story" about their pooch.
On a different note, I must raise additional money asap. You cant
imagine how much the finishing of the film, the marketing and distribution
is running. So, if you can help and want to get your name involved in
this film which will expose to the world in a humorous and poignant way
the importance of the human canine bond, please click on the
"sponsorship" link for details. All contributions are tax
deductible and a $500 donation gets your name in the credits. And please
spread the word!
I hate fundraising. Id rather do anything but fundraise. But its
a necessity because Ive depleted all my funds now
yes, I know
you are not suppose make a movie from your own money but I just couldnt
wait and had to get it done. I suppose its been my obsession. I
now desperately need financial help. I have gotten really far already.
Ive been so successful at raising in-kind contributions
$200,000
worth of services. Incredible!! Incredible people and suppliers have all
believed in this film and come on board. Now I need the cash, the green
stuff with pictures of Presidents on it.
Im also looking for someone who is a person of "means"
and has friends of "means" who would like to host a fundraising
event in their home where I will screen A Dogs Life: A Dogamentary.
If you know anyone out there who is a crazy dog lover and fits the description,
please give me an eshout.
Okay, enough of that. Its time to take a break and head up to Central
Park where they are celebrating its 150 year birthday. Happy Birthday
Central Park. You are truly miraculous, a menagerie of nature in the middle
of Manhattan.
Gotta go. Later. Have a great day!!
Friday- July 11, 2003
Its
a been long time. I was away in Europe. Toured England and Scotland. You
must visit the Isle of Skye. Magical place to bond with sheep.
Then visited an old friend in Belgium, Eric Angelini, who wouldnt
have found me after twenty years if it wasnt for Chelsea. Hes
a television producer (mogul) who was doing research on Shih Tzus for
one of his shows and found us on the web. Ive just been thinking
how my little Princess has completely changed my life and brought so many
people from my long past back into my life. Please dont ask how
long that past is!
Due to all the restrictions bringing a dog into England from the States,
Chelsea and I went our separate ways this time. It turned out that she
ended up staying with neighbors who completely fell in love with her.
She had another dog and cat to play with. In fact, I almost lost her.
They just didnt want to give her back. When I called them to get
her at 9PM they told me she was sleeping and to call back the next morning
but not before 10AM. Oy! So, now shes back and weve arranged
some shared parenting which seems to be satisfying everyone. But they
are off to their home in New Hampshire for over two months and they want
to take her. They even have my doorman working on me
"Gayle,
how about camp for Chelsea in the mountains?" "Yeah, but not
for so long!" So more love has come into our lives.
We were on a talk show last night in New York. Metro TV.
Chelsea and I are so ready get our own series off the ground. Dogs
Eye View. So, if you are sponsor or broadcaster, please speak up. We get
some many wonderful emails from all over the world. Its time to
get the show on the air.
Update on marital status: still single
Yes, went to England to see the guy and make a decision about a future.
It became clear we were not a match. So we wished each other the best
and said good-bye. Chelsea is okay with it. She actually is getting so
much attention and love right now that she doesnt feel the need
for a man.
Okay, back to other work. Lots of love.
Saturday- June 14, 2003
Chelsea and I had a great cast and crew screening. They seemed to love the film. Let's pray they weren't just being sympathetic. The real test is an audience who doesn't know me and has had nothing to do with the film.
Have lot to do today. Getting ready for a trip. Yes, over the Atlantic Ocean. If you don't hear from us for a while you will know why. Must say bye for now.
Saturday- June 7, 2003
Chelsea and
I are taking separate vacations. Not that we really wanted to. The problem
is England and their rules. They dont make it easy to bring your
dog-ter into the country. Im going because Im interviewing
a candidate for the husband position I have available. Its extremely
important while checking out this person for this top level job, to examine
where he comes from. His family, his home, his friends. Whats his
daily life like? What are his joys? What are his frustrations? I wish
Chelsea could be with me on this exploratory trip. When my intuition starts
getting lazy, hers kicks in and we dont miss a beat. I might use
a webcam from England to fill her in and see what she thinks. In the meantime,
Chelsea is going on vacation too. Shes headed up to New Hampshire
where she will have lots of grass to run around in and another dog and
a cat to play with. This is still a secret. Havent told her yet.
Its still raining here in New York. Its already the second
week in June and I havent exposed the air conditioner yet.
Wednesday-May 21, 2003
Chelsea
is looking good. She just had a her teeth clean. I'm a bit under the weather.
It's thats time of month. Enough about that.
Monday-May 19, 2003
Okay,
so you 're wondering where we've been? And then we had a photo shoot with
Ladies Home Journal. Keep your eyes open for the August issue.
It's still pretty chilly in New York but Chelsea and I have been enjoying
biking. She gets in the basket and we head down the Hudson River bike
path around the tip of Manhattan to the Brooklyn Bridge. And apply some
muscle to the peddle and head up the Bridge. I can just feel my thighs
and butt working. Nice!
Monday-May 5, 2003
Chelsea
and I have been bad. Just haven't been in a writing mood. And we've been
letting you guys down. So what's up here? Chelsea and I have been putting
the finishing touches on the film, A DOG'S LIFE: A DOGAMENTARY. We're
keep you informed where and when you can see it. DAVE'S TRUE STORY did
the theme which is phenomenal. It all happened by chance. A friend took
me to see them play and I hadn't been out for a while. Suddenly in the
middle of their set they do a song called, "A Dog's Life" which
is brilliant with the most fantastic lyrics. Bingo, a marriage was made.
On a different note, Chelsea and I have been biking a lot lately. On the
weekends we get up early and hit the bike path and then ride over the
Brooklyn Bridge to fabulous park where Chelsea gets to run around freely
in a grassy park and make lots of new friends. My girl is such a social
butterfly. She loves to wait at the elevator even though it would be quicker
for us to walk up the steps. This way she gets to greet all the others
waiting for the elevator.. She's doing what she does best-- bringing joy
to people. She walks over to them, sniffs their leg, looks up at tthem
right into their eyes (she has intense eye contact), wags her tail and
wiggles her tush and they all they could do is smile and bend down and
pet her. This continues on the elevator and every one is happy.
It's Cinco de Mayo. Have a great day and we promise you will here from
us sooner.
Friday-April 4, 2003
Time has been passing by too fast. Chelsea and I have been spending time apart. She just got back from two weeks with the Shifrins, dear friends who have two young kids. I was out of town producing for Court TV while Chelsea was playing
Sunday-March 16, 2003
I know you are wondering what has happened to us. Chelsea took off with a guy and I went to China. I know Chelsea's ancestors are from there but she didn't want to join me. She was smitten by Dan and I told her I was going with or without her. China! Boy, I saw more Starbucks in Bejing and Shanghai than in New York. The economy is booming. Hi-rises, skyscrapers, atrium hotels, luxury buildings, trendy restaurants, high fashions. I felt like I hadn't left home. But then we headed out to Henan Province where life is quite different. I was no longer a tourist but the attraction. Don't believe they've seen too many foreigners. Much to tell but must hit the sack. Jet lag has kicked in. Chelsea is laying on the couch moping and groaning because I took her away from Dan. She'll just have to get over him. He's way too old for her. Later.
Tuesday-February 18, 2003
A major blizzard yesterday. Chelsea
made fresh tracks in the snow but soon began shivering.I took her in and
headed back out wearing goggles. I got the thumbs up as I pass other fighting
the snow and the wind from going in their eyes. What fun! The pedestrians
took over the streets.
Chelsea and I had a focus group screening. It went really well. Okay,
back to work. Chelsea's sleeping in.
Sunday-February 9, 2003
Don't have much time to write. It's cold again. Why am I losing so many things? Chelsea is sound asleep. I must get her up in order to catch a train. Heading out to L.I. Trains, we are on high alert and they said they've added military in large public areas such as train stations. People want to know what should we should watch out for, what should we do to prepare? Give us something. How about strap in in a taxi or don't sit near someone who has a large bag? We are just not educated. In Israel if you see a Hasid with a knapsack it's most likely a terrorist with a bomb. Oy! Okay, let's all pray for the best. Heidi Cuppari, were you one of the women who stripped and layed out in the snow in Central Park protesting Bush? What balls you have! I applaud you. Later!
Saturday-February 1, 2003
Sad news today. Columbia Space Shuttle
is no longer. NASA lost contact with them at 9:00 AM. Debris has fallen
on the town of Palenstine, Texas. Life is so different today. A tragedy
has occurred and we wonder whether this was an act of terrorism. How bizarre!
For sure, lifewill never be the same.
Chelsea and I made a visit to Cabrini Hospice. Again she brought her magic
to the ill and dying. What esle is going on? The weather has warmed up
here a bit.
Romance. Nothing new to report. Chelsea is pretty fed up with the dating
scene. Besides, she doesn't have much free time now. We are working like
crazy to get the film done.
We love you all!!
Thursday-January 23, 2003
It's so cold here. Is this what the North Pole feels like? We're in NY. Chelsea for some odd reason wanted a buzz cut. So she is now wearing lots of layers. She is so heavily wrapped up when we go out I have push her to get her started...otherwise she stands frozen, unbendable like a stuffed animal. I can't beleive my feet are frozen and I have three layers on and insulated boots and I'm in our heated home. Went down last Saturday to DC to protest the pending war on Iraq. There were thousands of people. --Shush! Chelsea is having a dream. She is barking in her sleep. Anyone have a good online dating story? How about you meet a guy who tells you how great you are... gorgeous, talented, smart, and he has stopped searching the dating site. The next thing you learn is he just selected your girlfriend. Hmm? Would you call this an honest man? - - It's time go make dinner and stand in front of the space heater. Cheers! Keep warm!
Wednesday-January 15, 2003
Hi Catherine! Isn't it great to be
online?
Catherine is a very dear friend of mine in Paris. She just got on the
web and is already addicted. Yes, how many of our lives changed when we
disovered this cyberworld? Nevermind when our canine soulmates found us.
When Chelsea and I first met and started living together my early morning
exercise was altered... frequently cancelled. Instead I spent and spend
the time walking my little princess. I did try to get her into jogging
but she must suffer from ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder). We'd finally
have a nice rythmn going in our jog and then she'd sniff something and
come to a complete hault. A bit unnerving and not good on the knees. So
for now, the little pooch is left home when I want to get my heartbeat
going.
The film... yes, where is it, how is coming along? Just when I think it's
done or should I say the rough cut is done another voice comes in and
offers some suggestions. No more advice for now from the outside. Chelsea
has been pretty pissed off that I've been paying more attention to the
opinions of others than her. So, it's Chelsea and me. She's pulled up
a chair and is ready to work. The music is going to be great. Original
songs.. have you heard of the group Dave's True Story? They are fabulous.
Check them out.
Some other news. I'm heading to China. I know Chelsea would like to come
and she will on our next trip. We will shoot an episode of Chelsea in
China. Right now, I'm laying down the ground work. Chelsea, being a Shih
Tzu, which is originally from China is anxious to trace to her family
roots. Bye for now!
Wednesday-January 8, 2003
There are so many wonderful people
that are coming on board to help with the film. Chelsea and I are blessed.
We've also had a tremendous learning curve. For two non-technical souls,
we've certainly learned a lot.
Chelsea is getting ready for her publicity tour. She's driving me nuts.
I told her that there is no publicity until the film is done. I just don't
have time for all her demands right now. I wish she had a rich guy who
would take her away for a week and give me a breather. Much to do to get
this film done and guess who's got to do it all? I'm not complaining,
well perhaps I am. What's wrong with kvetching now and then. All I can
say is, there better be a rainbow at the end of this tunnel or Chelsea
will have me made into a humanburger. Back to work. Hey, how are you all
doing? Write to us, sign the guest book on the homepage. Tell us something
about you and let's plan a live chat soon.
Thursday-January 1, 2003
Happy 2003 everyone! Are you back at work or still on vacation? Chelsea and I are working furiously to finish the film. Looking for an audio person to help fill in the holes. Just spoke to Japan... my little Japanese sister, Atsuyo. Chelsea and I adore her. Sorry to be so brief, Chelsea wants to go out.
Tuesday-December 31, 2002
New Years Eve tonight. What are you
up to? Chelsea and I are bringing in the new year with Bob, our sweet
neighbor. Not straying far from home. We are both happy to have a quiet
night. Crowds and noise don't sound appealing. We had a late night last
evening. Nat, my partner in some TV programs, (Check out Judgment Day
on HBO early February (6th - perhaps) We co created this pilot for new
reality series. I use produce lots of crime shows like America Most Wanted.
That's when the seed of the idea came to me. Anyway, Nat lives in LA,
where Chelsea and I use to live. He came to visit us for a brief stay
and we ended up working on "A Dog's Life: A Dogamentary", our
upcoming film. That's how this website originally started. The plan was
to keep our friends updated on our progress and show some clips and trailers.
But once it was up and running and we got lots of emails from fans and
fellow dog lovers we knew that we would build a global community of like
minded nuts.
My vacation with my family on the cruise worked out okay. Only one major
fight and I was shocked at all the things he said. He was filled with
rage. I never saw him like that before. How do you forget, how do you
forgive? He stormed away and then returned an hour later to apologize.
But we started rehashing everything again... "You did this...You
said that...blah, blah, blah" I hope I will forget it all, his face
with his eyes darting out, the horrible things he said.
On a more positive note, Chelsea had a great vacation hanging out with
her new friend Jeff. At the beginning of the week, he insisted that Chelsea
not sleep in his bed. By the end of the week, they bathed and were sleeping
together. Chelsea's been mopping around ever since she's been home. I
think she misses Jeff and the lifestyle he provided her. Daily walks in
a huge park, catch and fetch, and plenty of exercise and good food.
I got to see in Florida a childhood friend, Roberta. She co-founded a company in Bejing that went public. She has built two hospitals. One in Bejing and the other in Shanghai. Chindex won the award of corporate excellence. You can see her on the internet with Colin Powell. I'm so proud of Roberta. She is eager for me to visit her. So, thinking about making this trip. Shush! I haven't mention it to Chelsea yet.
Sunday-December 22, 2002
Chelsea and I are separated. She is
staying in NY this week with a friend. Had a tummy ache and didn't want
to fly. I'm off to Florida and then on a cruise with the entire family.
Don't worry. I'm bringing my own food. Don't want to get the virus. Feeling
a bit off not having Chelsea here to boss me around. Did you check out
Chelsea's store yet? You must see her kitsch lunch box and popular calendar.
Click here.
Have a great holiday and may Santa be kind to you.
Will catch up soon.
Sunday-December 15, 2002
Chelsea and I have been celebrating
the holidays already. Last night a party at our friend Michele's. Great
food, good conversation and live music. Last weekend we did some party
hopping. And we've got a few more to go this week. Chelsea is absolutely
a party animal. A room full of people who can't get enough of her. "Oh,
this is that celebrity dog!" they scream. Then they are all over
her, petting , rubbing giving her steak, beef and whatever else they find
which will make her happy.
We've had some out of town guests. Geoff, a writer from England who is
heading out on an around the world trip. Sweet man. Chelsea has grown
fond of him. He is actually traveling with a small knapsack. How do people
pack so light? When Chelsea and I go away for a weekend we end up taking
a huge suitcase. What's that about? We never wear everything we bring.
The house is so dirty. Must do the floors. The dustballs are beginning
to scare me when they move. I keep thinking there is a mouse in the house.
Yes, we've had mice. How could you in a hundred year old building in New
York City and not have rodents. This is my first experience. It takes
getting to use to. Sometimes I wish Chelsea had more cat like qualities.
Neighbors have offered to lend me their cats. Chelsea has a tendency to
stare at the mice as they dash around. And once they get stuck on a glue
trap, Chelsea sneaks up for a close look. How horrible to watch them struggle
to get off the glue knowing that their destiny is not good.. a trip to
the garbage compactor. What a subject! I'm just ordered some soup.
Chelsea and I are off to Florida for a few days to visit family. Then
she gets to stay with a new family as I go off with my family on a cruise.
I'm not looking forward to this and already miss my girl.
Thursday-December 5, 2002
It's snowing and it's not even winter
yet. What a gorgeous day. Chelsea insisted on going out and making fresh
tracks in the snow. She was hopping around a like a bunny rabbit. Then
she yanked me to take her on the Staten Island ferry and off we went.
Chelsea, I and what seemed like hundreds of New Yorkers boarded the ferry.
All the New Yorkers who left their jobs early due to the snowstorm. Oops.
Gotta go, late. Will write more later. --- Okay, Chelsea, I'll be right
there. Yes, you can have bake potato with your steak tonight.
Monday-November 25, 2002
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Thanksgiving is almost here. Chelsea and I are feeding the homeless.
Chelsea is calling me. She wants me to get back to editing. Got to go. Later.
Monday-November 18, 2002
Another week has passed. Chelsea has
a modeling gig today. She is showered and ready. We are working on the
twelve month calendar. Getting the pix in top shape. You must see the
film Frida. Chelsea and I loved it. The other night I was walking with
a friend when I saw someone on the ground screaming in pain for help.
He had been run over by a huge truck. It was cold, raining and windy.
Oh my God!! How awful! Several people gathered around him as I stood holding
an umbrella over him until the ambulance arrived. Thank God for cell phones.
What a night! I can't stop thinking about him. I have a friend who was
run over by a mack truck a few months ago. His pelvis was crushed and
who knows if he will be able to use his penis again even for peeing. Life!
I feel so grateful to all which it has brought me. How fragile it is!
Now that I've depressed you, what else is going on? Don't forget to check
out the store. There is a sale going on.
Gotta run!
Monday-November 11, 2002
Veteran's Day. Are you working today?
Fun weekend. Chelsea and I went up to Rockland County to visit high school
friends we reconnected with a couple of weeks ago at the reunion. Jodi
was a really close friend of mine for many years. She and Howie Gittleman
who is also from our high school reconnected years ago at our 10 year
reunion. They've been married for several years and have two beautiful
kids. Howie's a vet, and a great one. Chelsea's been having some eye problems.
A clogged tear duct. He cleaned it out and then Jodi turned Chelsea around
giving Howie her butt and said, "You're not done yet." Howie
also cleaned out Chelsea's impacted anal glands. My little girl left clean
as a whissle. Almost clean. Her teeth need serious work. Gun disease.
If only she'd left me use Oral B tooth brush on her we wouldn't be in
this situation.
Saturday was another adventure. This one Chelsea didn't join me at. It
was visit to the Russian bath house, a Schvitz and I schvitz plenty. Each
room was hotter than the next one. It was quite a scene. A fairly young
crowd, nice looking. Women were wearing bathing suits. Men were in either
shorts which were provided or thin robes. I left feeling like every single
one of my pores have been cleaned out.
Friday-November 8, 2002
Okay, our store is open and our first item is for sale---"Baby, won't you drive my car!" tee-shirts featuring our star Chelsea driving a car. The brilliant caption was the brainchild of our beloved Kate. Press here to take a look and buy your very own. Don't forget the holidays are just around the corner and what a great gift item this is for all the dog lovers and Chelsea fans out there.
Chelsea is nudging me to expand her product line. We're working on it.
Saturday-November 2, 2002
A lot has happened. Went to my high
school reunion. What a trip! We all wore name badges with our High School
year book picture. In many cases, if it wasn't for that picture I wouldn't
have recognized the person. It was incredibly sentimental. There were
people there who I was friends with when I was five and haven't seen in
over 30 thirty years. My class produced lots of lawyers. Some people looked
completely the same. I seemed to have fit in that category and ti was
quite flattering for me to hear that. One guy came over and told me that
he thought I was the most beautiful girl in High School. That comment
went far and will stay with me forever. Thanks, Joel! Most people remembered
two things about me: my hair (I had very long, thick curly hair-- I still
have this hair but it's not as long I've been blowing it straight), and
the other thing thing they remember is what my father did for a living,
a funeral director. Boy, was I embarassed about that when I was growing
up. I remember the day in first grade when my teacher, Mrs. Karsch, went
around the classroom asking us what our daddy does. Isn't that nosey.
Do you think they could get aways with that today? I responeded "undertaker"
and she thought I was a wise ass kid making it up. But Craig Shimmel (he
didn't show to the reunion) was intrigued and followed me around school
trying to find out whatt they did with the body.
Chelsea doesn't know what her Grandpa did, so I'm not going to let her
read this diary entry. Please keep this a secret.
I did write a feature script several years ago called KAISER MORTUARY
which centers around a funeral home in Brooklyn with a dysfunctional family
where the main character (the dad who founded the business) dies and comes
back as a ghost. Please don't tell me about SIX FEET UNDER. It's a sore
subject.
Has anyone seen Dog Days on Animal Planet? Just wondering what you think?
email
me
The weather has gotten much colder in NY. Thank God for long johns.
Back to the reunion. So now I've reconnected with many people from my
past some of which have read this diary. "You are out there!"
one person said. "I can't believe you how much you eveal?" "So,
what!" I responded. "What's the big deal?!" Right?
I will say that I didn' see much plastic surgery at my reunion. I'm sure
if I wen to school in LA that would would have been different. I love
being in NY. I never even use the word flake anymore.
Sunday- October 20, 2002
Florida. Chelsea has just spent a long weekend down in Florida visiting her relatives. Got to go swimming today but preferred if I didn't throw her in. She really enjoyed sitting on th chair raft with me as opposed to actualy swimming.
Sunday- October 13, 2002
Rainy days and rainy nights. Chelsea
doesn't like to go out in the rain. Doesn't like to mess up her hair.
You might ask where she does she do her business? Sometimes she actually
gets it on the wee wee pad. Other times it's the rug. I thought Nature's
Miracle was suppose to remove the odor and the pooches desire to mark
the same spot. Not my little girl. She loves to remark and remark. It
only happens when we can't take her out or she isn't feeling well or she
is "pissed" off at me.
Chelsea is quite low to the ground so she is getting wet and dirty quite
easily. Is there any type of clothing which covers the feet, legs and
belly? if you know of one, please send us an email
me.
Went to the Museum of Sex yesterday. Just opened. Wow, to think reading
the stories about the wild 70s, the porn stars: Annie Sprinkles, Linda
Lovelace, brought back memories. They even had porn films running. I would
definitely include this museum on your list of things to do in New York.
Tee-shirts are on the way. Back to work. Have a great day!
Wednesday- October 2, 2002
Busy, busy. People from my past have
re-entered my life because of this website. Once you are out there people
find you and it's a trip. I don't think I have too many skeletons in the
closet so these reunions are welcomed and exciting. Of course, these are
friends, lovers B.C. (Before Chelsea). I use to travel often to Europe,
France especially, love the language, the life style, always found it
incredibly romantic and I seem to be attracted to guys who are in touch
with their feminine side. You can see a straight European guy cross his
legs more often than an American straight guy. You ever get on a bus or
a subway in NY and the guys sitting next to you have legs wide open, leaving
you little room, and showing off their jewels. What's with them? Theykeep
their legs closer and stop hogging the space.
Anyway, on that note a friend from many years ago, a sweet, gorgeous Belgium
I met while skiing in the Alps has found me. Yes, he did a search for
Shih Tzu and there I was. He is TV mogul and happily married with two
kids. So, he asked, why aren't I married? I have been asked this question
so many times, I wish I was gay and just say, "I'm a lesbian, that's
why." In fact, I recently got reacquainted with cousins of mine after
20 years, they are considerably older than I am, and they confessed that
they thought I was gay. So, how many of you out there who are still single
and in your 40s get asked that question?
Monday- September 30, 2002
Chat room is here! Live today at 4PM
EST. Chelsea is all over NY1 as New Yorker of the week. Check it on line
by clicking here.
We had a great time at the Battery Park City block party. Chelsea insisted
on getting painted like all the other kids. Between her sun hat, bright
colored body and TV appearance she was getting sited and admired frequently.
She loves this stuff. Gotta go. Later!
Tuesday- September 24, 2002
Hold on, the chat room is on the way. And how about a message boad? Would you like that? Email us if you want a direct update. Gotta run. Sorry to be so brief. Chelsea is still sleeping.
Friday- September 20, 2002
Chelsea is such a media hound. She
wants me to get the following out to you right away. She and me too, okay,
are being featured on television as "New Yorkers of the Week"
on NY1. They shot us at Cabrini Hospice doing our favorite thing,
pet therapy. They'll run the segment over and over again for four days.
We have no idea how this story came out. Chelsea, who is a control freak
is being forced to surrender. She hates not having final cut.
Here are the specifics:
NY 1 is Channel 1 on cable tv and can be seen in any of the five boroughs
of New York City (Brooklyn, Queens, Bronx, Manhattan, Staten Island).
It's the 24 hour news station.
It will first air next Friday, the 27th, at 8:50 PM during the World Trade
Center show and then it runs every hour after that (no specific time)
Friday night, all day Saturday (28th), Sunday (29th) and Monday (30th).
By then the public will be sending us hate mail to stop stealing their
precious broadcast time.
And the chat room is in the works.
Soon, you will have an opportunity to share your precious canine stories
with everyone else. I'm just in the midst of negotiating a deal with Chelsea
to be the moderator. She now has an agent and it's impossible to cut a
reasonable deal with the Diva.
Hey, you guys interested in Chelsea tee-shirts? Let me know...email
me.
Chelsea is having a tummy ached and she has informed me I must take her out again. Later. Have a great day!
Thursday- September 19, 2002
Okay, if you are in New York mark in your calendar September 28th. Battery Park City is having a block party. There will be variety shows, music, dancing, food, vendors, Big Apple pie eating contest, kid's activities and ...dog therapy booth where Chelsea and I will be from 1-2:30 by Vesey and West Street. Take 1/9 to Rector or Chambers or the N/R to Rector. Come on down. This is a great time to witness and join in the festivities of an area which a year ago was devastated. It's listed in Time Out and there will be press covering this so you might end up on TV. Say hi to me and Chelsea at the Delta (pet therapy booth).
Friday- September 13, 2002
It's Friday, the 13th and do you know
where your doggie is? Chelsea is viewing the film dailies. What's wrong,
Chels? She is not happy with the footage. "Get rid of the cameraman!
Get me Vilmos!" she demanded. "Vilmos?" I responded. "Yes,
Vilmos Zsigmond and if he isn't free get me Sven Nykist". "Okay,
sweetheart, whatever you say," I answered shaking my head in disbelieve.
Who does she think she is? "I'm Chelsea, the Shih Tzu Diva,"
she exclaimed. Whatever.
On a totally different note, here is the email we received on 9/11 which
brought tears to my eyes. Thank you Arlene.
Hi
Gayle,
It was around this time last year when I stumbled across a "dogamentary"
website and sent you an e-mail because Chelsea is so adorable and your
relationship reminds me of mine and my dogter Willow.
Today being the anniversary of 9/11, I find myself very sad and unable
to concentrate on work. Most of the day, I have been reading the news
online and all the stories about 9/11 and the possible war with Iraq.
I finally decided enough is enough and tried to think of ways to brighten
my day (of course work was out of the question...hee hee). I once again
turned to the internet and searched for my passion "shih tzu's"!
I found yours and Chelsea's website for a second time. I was so amused
as soon as I saw Chelsea in those sun glasses - what a diva! I just wanted
to say thanks again for the fun stories and adorable pictures, and thanks
for taking my mind off what saddens me today...if only for a short time.
I hope the two of you are having a good day together.
Arlene Bracero
Santa Monica, CA
Thursday- September 12, 2002
It's the morning after September 11th,
a difficult day. I got up early and went for a jog along the river, the
Hudson River on the Westside Highway, the direct path down to Ground Zero.
The road which closed off last year filled with racing rescue vehicles.
It was early and there people walking downtown. The intersection at Christopher
Street was filled with people waving flags and cheering the people on.
Tarpley Mott who was there a year was back among the group. I met Tarpley
when Chelsea and I were on the Joey Reynolds show.
I found myself crying as I jogged back home. It was an unexpected breakdown.
I cried for the loss of so many lives and the families which have been
shattered but I also cried remembering how New Yorkeres came out to help.
The selflessness and courage I felt all around me as I volunteered on
9/11 at a Triage. People came from all over to help out. I wrote a story
nine days after called "30 Blocks Aways"
about my personal experience. You can read it by clicking on the title.
Yesterday I received an email which touched me deeply. She found this website last year and it made her smile. Yesterday, filled with despair, she looked to be cheered up and came upon the site again and smiled when she saw Chelsea in hat and sunglasses. Chelsea was so happy when she read the email. She said, "If I could bring joy to someone if even for a brief moment, I'm doing my job." Chelsea, although a Shih Tzu Diva always reminds me that the most important thing in life is to laugh. On that note, Chelsea is nudging me to go out. Later.
Friday- September 5, 2002
IChelsea is doing well. We had a great
visit at Cabrini the other day. I might complain how she keeps me on a
short leash but it's worth having a master like Chelsea. When I see her
in action helping people I'm ready to roll over.
Tomorrow, Friday, Sept 6th, we will be appearing on TV, Fox 5- Good Day
NY (Channel 5 in NY) somewhere between 7 and 9AM. Hope it's the later
time. Chelsea is not an early riser. Have a great day!!
Oh, we are thinking about starting a chat room. Would you like that? Let me know...email me
Sunday- September 1, 2002
Labor Day weekend and Chelsea and I are home. It's raining .And I've got
a cold. I'm all stuffed up. It's not
fun Editing the film Gotta get better. Doing a TV show on Tuesday. It's
time for a man. Where is he? How about someone sexy? Tall, lean, passionate.
Just when I thought my libido died, it's come alive. And what about Chelsea
you are asking. She could use a little action too. Unfortunately her husband
has no interest at all. So, step forward you sexy, sensitive, caring male
and reveal yourself to us.
Saturday- August 24, 2002
If you happen to be in Montreal tune into the Peter Anthony Holder talk show on CJAD.
Tuesday- August 20, 2002
just got off the air with the Drew
and Mike talk show in Detroit. Did anyone out there hear it? They seem
like nice guys. I had fun. So how do you think it went?
Chelsea and I were apart for a week. It was difficult on both of us but
I just wasn't able to have her join. Went off to Cape Cod and Nantucket
for some R&R. Spent a fair amount of time worried about Chelsea. Needed
to do some Chelseacare adjustments when I was gone. But I'm back now and
we are doing our thing. Off to a meeting this afternoon. Interviewing
various managers/agents looking for a fit for us.
The film is coming along nicely. .It's definitely out there and we're
sure this will be a hit. Nothing has ever been done like this. Funny,
poignant, riskee, innovative, relatable (sp?).
Don't forget there is plenty of opportunity to participate, either get your
dog in it and your name in the credits. Just go to the sponsorship
page for details or email me.
Okay, Chelsea wants to go out for a quick run now. Gotta go! Later.
Thursday- August 8, 2002
It's finally cooled down here in New
York. Chelsea is feeling much better. It's hard to go for a daily run
when you feel like you are going to overheat and drop dead. We are both
winter animals. Chelsea and I have been working our balls off. Hey, we
don't have balls.
Suddenly, we've captured the attention of several radio talk shows. Last
night we did a BBC show and this morning we were on live in Dublin, Ireland.
I have to admit Chelsea and I struggled on more than one occassion to
understand the Brit. It got to a point where I was too embarrassed to
ask him again to repeat himself that I just responded "yeah"
to whatever he said. Now the Irish folks were completely comprehensible.
Both were most interested in how Chelsea helps me in meeting men. My host
made it clear he had issues with small dogs. I then challenged him to
meet Chelsea and learned he was single. When I asked him if his picture
was on the internet, hinting he might be a potential candidate for Mr.
Kirschenbaum (my future husband, Chelsea's future dad), he changed the
subject. Aah, where was his humor. He could have just run with. Where
is that radio host that I can get on the same wavelength with and we can
race ahead into the ridiculous. I know, It's Howard Stern. Howard, it's
our time. Did I tell you that three people including my father have told
me I look like you when my hair is down. Now I know you wouldn't consider
that a compliment for me. Okay, give me a call soon. It's time Chelsea
and I appear on your show. We do bath together. That's some kinky material
for you. But don't ask Chelsea to show you her titties. She is quite shy
about things like that. And me? You'll have to find out for yourself.
Thursday- August 1, 2002
Chelsea and I did head out to Fire Island for the day. It never rained and we actually enjoyed the overcast. It was pretty hot and Chelsea found a shady spot on the beach to lay down -- under a woman's beach chair. She didnt' seem to mind Chelsea's presence. But Chelsea was still pretty hot so she dug down to get to the cooler sand. Yeah, she sprinkled her neighbors with the flying sand. Other than readujusting their legs, they didn't seem to mind. I was pooped and ended up falling out and woke up to see my angel laying next to me. We were spooning. How about that! I love her SO MUCH! Gotta go! Later.
Sunday- July 28, 2002
Looks like thunderstorms today. Chelsea
and I were suppose to head out to Fire Island for a day of fun in the
sun. The jury is still out.
Two weeks have passed since my last entry. It's been pretty hectic here.
I had to go out of town for the National Writers Union Delegate Assembly
and Chelsea wasn't invited. I thought I'd enjoy my free time from my girl
but in fact being away from her was more excrutiating than the suffocating
heat and sleepless nights in our cell like dorm rooms. I was not worried
about her since she was in the care of Camille, Chelsea's adoptive beloved
big sister and my treasured assistant. All was going fine. I was busy
in meetings and rationalized that it was best that Chelsea was home in
an air conditioned apartment... until Saturday when I received a phone
message from Nat, my partner on the HBO pilot. Nat lives in LA (where
Chelsea and I lived for several years). He was in San Francisco and saw
on the news that the Con Edison plant in the East Village in New York
was on fire. He called to check in on us and didn't know that I was away
and Chelsea was home. I found out that power was out in my building...
no electricity and no water. In fact, power was out south of the 14th
Street and subways in that area were not working either. Camille had already
left for Coney Island and had no idea what happened. She was in Brooklyn
when I called her and wasn't coming home til late. Even if she wanted
to come back she wouldn't be able to by subway. Chelsea was stranded alone
in a hot apartment and I was hundreds of miles away in a secluded location.
I made phone call after phone call trying to find someone who could rescue
my little girl with no luck. The doorman's phone was not working and the
few people who have our key were not at home. I was on my way to having
a major panic attack. All I could think about was Chelsea passing out
from heat stroke. Oh, I forgot to mention that the first night away I
had a nightmare about Chelsea having an accident. Why am I so plugged
into here?
There was one last possibility. My
brother has a key and he lives on Long Island. By the time I called him
I was already in tears. "You have help me. Chelsea can't handle the
heat. She must get rescued!" I pleaded with him. I might not see
my bro as much as I'd like but he definitely rises to the occassion when
needed. He responded to my call and figured out a way to get Chelsea out.
His daughter was coming to the city and would pass the key to her cousin
who lives in midtown and would take a cab down and fetch my princess.
She promised to call me when she had her. Two hours later, she phoned
from the taxi with Chelsea on her lap."Was it hot in there?"
I asked. "No so bad. I think a fan was on," she responded. "A
fan? How could that be? The power must have gone on," I continued.
"There was a light on," she said.
Lights, fan and Chelsea. I was so relieved!
Sunday- July 14, 2002
Happy Bastille Day. Got any special
plans? Listen, I'm so sorry I've been slacking off on the diary entries.
If you find yourself visiting with nothing new to read, send me a threatening
email. I have no privacy here. Chelsea can access my email and if she
learns her fans are frustrated she will take away some of my priviledges
-- like long walks by the river at sunset.
Yesterday, Chelsea and I went by bike to the Central Park zoo. I put her
black sun hat on to protect her eyes from the sun. We parked ourselves
on a park bench and watch the human parade go by us. Then itwas apparent
that Chelsea was getting just as much attention at the animals behind
bars. "Oh, look at the dog with the hat! Can I pet her? Mom, look
how cute!" the passerbyers exclaimed. Then cameras started coming
out and they were posing with Chelsea and taking pix. Hmm? You know what
I'm thinking. Perhaps, we could take polaroids and sell them for $5 a
pop. We can use the cash. Especially now that Chelsea's monthly needs
have increased.
We even met a nice guy...yes, we were thinking the same thing. Could this
be Chelsea's future dad? Well, he's an out of towner in New York for a
medical conference. Okay, a long distance relationship to start with...
we could manage but then he would have to move to New York, because we
both don't want to move to the south. No offense, but we are having a
love affair with New York. We met this suitable chap later in the evening
for a drink. That's when we found out the truth. He's recently separated
with two kids. RED FLAG! Stay away. We are no homebreakers here. "Sorry
to hear what you are going through. I hope you and your wife could work
it out. Have a safe trip back."
Is it true that all the good guys are taken already? Someone suggested
I go to Single Parents meetings. I asked if I could show up without a
kid? Sure, she said. What do you think?
Tomorrow Chelsea's grandma is coming to visit. They don't get much quality
time together. Chelsea is pretty excited. Grandma tends to be a bit nudgey..
"Chelsea, get off the couch! Chelsea come up on the couch."
Talk about double messages. "Gayle, you are crazy. Chelsea is just
a dog," she told me. And her next sentence was..."Chelsea, come
to Grandma." Just a dog, mom?!
We love you all. Gotta go and do a new page for the website. Check the
"contest" page. Bart won the competition.
Friday- July 12, 2002
So how was your July 4th? Chlesea insisted I take her out of the city so we took a road trip to the Catskills. We spent one night with our cousin and his family camping next to a stream. It was so hot I tempted the little girl to come into the water. It took a lot of persuasion and a gentle push. It was rocky and her feetsy were not enjoying it so I picked her and we managed to get her cooled off. She wanted out right away. We then visisted a friend who lives on top of a hill with a sprawling lawn. Chelsea got to do her laps running around all the cleared acreage and got to glow in her joy. Gotta go. Later!
Sunday- June 30, 2002
It's Gay Pride day here in New York.
Chelsea and I forgot about it until we left the apartment later in the
day and got a taste of it.The streets were packed and there was fireworks
display.
It's been pretty hot here and Chelsea has been complaining quite a bit.
I told her it's not my fault that it 's hot but you know when you are
in acrabby it's those you love the most that you take out your bad mood
on.
We are looking forward to some relief... when?
You know I realized that I have a closer relationship with Chelsea's shit
than mine. Mine falls into a bowl of water which I flush away immediately.
Chelsea's shit I get to pick up, smell and hold in a plastic bag. What
do the aliens think watching the humans following behind our canine partners
picking up their droppings? They must think they are running this country.
Oh, bad news. John died last weekend. I was out of town and Chelsea was
hanging with Camille, her big sister. John's the man who appeared in the
photo with Chelsea in the New York Times story. We both shed plenty of
tears. We never expected him to go so quickly.
Sunday- June 16, 2002
Happy Father's Day! Chelsea is still in quest of her daddy. If anyone knows where he is, please direct him to the website so he can contact us.Chelsea is working hard these days at Cabrini Hospice. John, the older gentleman whose picture appeared in the New York Times story with Chelsea, has taken a turn for the worse, quite suddenly. He actually was at Cabrini waiting for a bed in a nursing home. He went there three weeks ago and got pnueumonia. Now he just lays there gasping for breath, barely conscious. We managed to get him up the other day and he had some soup. Later ... more... gotta go!
Tuesday- May 28, 2002
Chelsea and I appeared on the show
Pure Oxygen (Oxygen Media - Channel 61 in NY) hosted by Stephanie Miller
and Joe Piscopo. It aired Monday and today. They are going to rerun it
in June. We'll let you know. They picked us in a limo and actually rolled
out the red carpet for my little girl. And all the puppyrazzi shot her
as she walked proudly down the rug. Whatever she wanted.she got.. champaign,
steak, fine clothing, hair and makeup. I was lucky my feet showed up in
the pre taped portion. I might end up in therapy having to deal with taking
such a back seat. She better not forget who got her to where she is now.
We skooted on out of town for Memorial Weekend. Visited cousin in New
England and had a great time. Chelsea fell in love with the large yard
and managed to find a T Bone in the field. My cousins claimed it wasn't
from their home since they don't eat red meat. My girl is the best food
detective there is. Better go. She is home, really pissed off I didn't
take her with me. I need some time ALONE, ok!
Sunday- May 12, 2002
An exciting week. Chelsea and I were
on the Today show. We, of course, had our camera rolling capturing the
behind the scenes. Katie Couric came into the Green Room, by the way,
it's not green. She sighted Chelsea and recognized her from the NY Times
story. "I read the article," she exclaimed petting Chelsea.
"You must come over and put my dog in your film," she continued
pretty excited. I have to admit Chelsea and I were pretty thrilled, too.
Al Roker did our interview. It was over before I knew it. I felt like
I didn't have much time. But we received lots of calls telling me how
well we did. I question whether Al Roker is a dog person. Hey, that's
okay.
We also received a package filled with letters from my niece's students
in California. She used the NY Times story for teaching. They want to
know all about Chelsea, what she eats, what is it like to be famous. Wow!
How adorable! We will eventually post some of these on the site.
Also, Chelsea very generously received some stunning outfits from Woof
Wear, cashmere sweaters, wool coats.
Got to go. Later.
Sunday- May 5, 2002
Too tired to write, talk or think. Just got home from a long day out in the sun. We shot today at the Dogs Walk Against Cancer. Met lots of interesting people including Bear, a search and rescue dog, who was at Ground Zero. Gotta go for now. More later.
Saturday- May 4, 2002
It's happening. Chelsea is being sighted.
Five people stopped me today wanting to verify their suspicions. "Excuse,
what's her name?" They ask while petting Chelsea. Even other humans
who have black and white Shih Tzus have been stopped and asked if there
little one was Chelsea. One guy emailed me telling me the way he found
out about our site is because someone stopped him and asked if his Zoe
was Chelsea.
In case you don't know it, The New York Times ran a feature story on the
front cover of the Metro section with some pretty damn good pictures.
The phone hasn't stopped. We will be on The Today Show (NBC) this Tuesday
morning. So stay tuned.
Chelsea has just become unbearable.
I can't get five minutes alone. She is even
following me into the bathroom, watching my every move. She's informed
me that until I hire a bodyguard, I'm it.
I can't even s.. h... i...t... without
her staring at me. God forbid, I lock the bathroom door. She stands outside
and whimpers, pulling everyone of my heartstrings. Who says success is
easy?
Tuesday- April 30, 2002
It's time to start interviewing body guards for Chelsea. Fame is just around the corner. She already has me working on disguises for her. She says she wants to be available for her fans. However, she does admit to being a bit paranoid. She fears stalkers, Satan worshippers and kidnappers. Eventhough, I don't often agree with her, this time I can see where she is coming from. After much discussion I think the best disguise is another look a like Chelsea... not just one but two or three or four. Then the nutcase(s) will not know which Shih Tzu Diva is the real star. What do you think?
Friday- April 26, 2002
Where are the days, weeks going? Last
week we had great shoot at Cabrini Hospice where Chelsea did her pet therapy.
She insisted on wearing her rhinestone collar. Afterall she was being
videotaped by the master filmmaker, Albert Maysles and photogrpahed by
a pulitzer prize winning NY Times photographer. Oh, and of course, she
had just returned from the beauty parlor. Chelsea was looking quite glamorous.
Keep you eyes on the front cover of the Metro Section of the NY Times.
You'll see the little Princess there. Last night we finished recutting
the trailer including Chelsea's healing work. We've had several long days
and Chelsea and I both miss our visits to the hospital.
Tomorrow, Saturday, we can be heard on a Nationally Syndicated Radio show
called Pet Talk hosted by