I love The Algonquin hotel. Where Dorothy Parker's roundtable sits gleaming in the dining room, her memorabilia fills the bookshelves. You can smell the literary air - or maybe that's the cat who roams freely? I met my agent at an event at The Algonquin. I've dined with famous authors at The Algonquin (shout out to P and H!) Today? I'm having a late breakfast there. I. Am. Happy. Maybe I can tell you more about the day later. Off to motherly chores. My Gianna just got in my face with a beaming, "Good Morning!" A good day indeed. And it's not 6 degrees today. That helps too when you're strolling up 5th Avenue and not wearing a full length mink.