Archive for May 2013

Boobs in the Workplace: A Guide to Summer Office Attire

I spent many years working at a law firm as well as a large accounting/consulting firm. During that time, the writer in me couldn’t help but make some observations. Hope you find this helpful. Please feel free to print it out and post it in the common area of your office when no one is... Read more »

Memorial Day: What does it mean to you?

Today, H and I are flying back from New Jersey after a great weekend celebrating our friends’ wedding. Still, I’m reminded of all of the servicemen and women who never returned to their husbands or wives, their children, their parents. And, I’m reminded of this entry from the Archives ~ ~~~ For me, Memorial Day used to... Read more »

#RHONJ: In T Minus 7 Days ...

The letter ‘A’ will be enunciated (the sign of a true Jersey accent), The sign of the cross will be made (Melissa always crosses in the wrong direction. Where did she go to CCD?) and Sprinkle cookies will be thrown in the garbage (even though they’re from Corrado’s!) In the spirit of Roses, here’s to... Read more »

Panties vs. Underwear: The Great Debate - VOTE here

Many moons ago, on a summer day, these two girls pictured here were having a conversation over cans of Slice at G’s parents’ kitchen table - It probably went something like this - G: What are you bringing to your aunt’s pool besides your bathing suit? Me: My nose plugs. G: I mean clothes. What... Read more »

Happy wife, happy life? I say: Good man, good life

Last month, when Ship My Pants went viral, it was incredibly exciting. But, for me, the icing on the cake was all of the messages H got that “It couldn’t happen to a better guy.” Yes, he’s funny, he’s smart, he’s a cutie, but best of all, he is decent. In the spirit of Roses,... Read more »

Do you believe in signs?

And miracles, for that matter. The world is made up of two kinds of people – the believers and the non-believers. I am in the former and that’s how I ended up being the weirdo at Dunkin Donuts the other morning. The Long Explanation - My grandfather sends me pennies.  Yes, he died 12 years... Read more »

The three ounce rule: What's the worst thing you've had to surrender?

A Fage yogurt with honey. A plastic container of cut up honeydew and cantaloupe. Those are my most recent victims. I saw the TSA agent pluck the yogurt from my bag.  ”This yours?”  I nodded.  Yogurt?  Really?  Yogurt?  Fine. As we head to our gate, I see another security check. What?  Another one?  I guzzle... Read more »