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...last week, however, Bed Bath & Beyond announced results that actually exceeded the expectations of Wall Street analysts, an all-too-rare event in the retail world. The retailer's profits rose 13.5% for the first quarter. While same-store sales still declined 1.6% - no reason to be jumping for joy in the aisles - many analysts figured the fall would be much worse, in the 4% range. What does Bed Bath & Beyond's improvement say about the state of the consumer psyche? If shoppers are more willing to spend their money on discretionary items like cushioned bath mats and $17 iced...
...another. You already feel the rising backlash against hyper-parenting; I suspect the less possessive we are, the less obsessive we'll be. I write this as one who always knew that my husband would be the better parent of the two of us, able to slide, with joy and mischief, into our children's world rather than drag them prematurely into ours. On this Father's Day, the nicest thing anyone could say to me? That I've been a good...
...Ferrah Leni Fawcett (her first name a variation on the Arabic word for joy) was born and raised in Corpus Christi, Texas. Voted Best Looking at her high school, she studied microbiology, then art, at the University of Texas, Austin. In Hollywood she got her first big role in the calamitous 1970 satire Myra Breckinridge, escaping unscathed and, for the most part, unnoticed. Until she was signed in 1976 for the ABC series Charlie's Angels, Fawcett was most visible as an icon of TV commercials: she made the Mercury Cougar pant and gave extra body to Wella Balsam shampoo...
...Carnegie Hall. It was an amazing sound. A high point for me was doing the Freedom Concert in East Berlin, when we did Beethoven's Ninth Symphony on Christmas morning in 1989. The wall was coming down, and Leonard Bernstein changed the German text in the Ode to Joy from "joy" to "freedom." It was a very moving experience. You heard hammers and pickaxes from the concert hall...
...pure drudgery - like prepping a "literal ton of corned-beef briskets" at an Irish pub the week before St. Patrick's Day - but when the orders start pouring in, the pace and chaos and heat in even a low-end kitchen somehow fuse into a kind of mass lunatic joy. "I am God of the box," he writes, "the brain-damaged Lord Commander of a kingdom of fifty feet by five and made entirely of stainless steel, industrial tile, knives, sweat and fire...