My 40-something tanorexic self knows better than to sit in the sun for the first time this year without sunscreen on her legs and yet she seems surprised that the top of her legs are the same color as the Phillies shirt that she’s wearing.

A cloudy day at the beach is still better than a sunny day at home. I’ve got the clouds, but I’ve also got books and my mom and the Phillies on this afternoon. Would I prefer it to be sunny? Yes, but that would be the icing on this delicious…

From today until Labor Day, we are done work on Fridays at 12:30 p.m. It is really a nice perk, although I’m told it’s only because the fall schedule is of such a pace that we all may not survive it. Much like Scarlett, I’ll worry about that tomorrow —…

R econnect with a best friendE ase into the day with no make-upS it and read a bookT ake it slow and easy D o NOT check work emailA hhhhhhh (the sound of relaxing)Y es, I wish every day could be like this

Last year I received an email from USAir indicating they were going to take my 46,637 miles from me as I had not flown with them for eighteen (18) months. In an act of desperation — I EARNED those miles dammit! — I wrote a letter to USAir explaining my…

When I get up in the morning for work, I get in the shower, dry and “do” my hair, apply some make-up, get dressed and leave the house. During this time, my husband is still in bed, snoring away. I then make my 20+ mile commute, and sometime at about…

A plate of mini cheesecakes arrived in our working office at the hotel we are having our meeting at. I wish I could express to you how happy this made me. Perhaps by blogging about it I have.

I am spending today in a hotel lobby, greeting guests as they arrive for the meeting I am managing this week. This a busy hotel, located downtown in a major U.S. city. Families are here on vacation and there are also business people everywhere, checking in, checking out, passing through…

So the guy on the plane next to me this morning was reading a book called “Winners Never Cheat”. What he should have been reading, in my opinion, is “Nice People Are Pleasant” or something along those lines. I’m talking to you Grumpy McGrumpstein.

Not even brand new luggage — still in the box — can entice me or provoke me to want to pack. The evil spell cast on me by the powers that be is the love of travel and the aversion to packing. Things could be worse I suppose. Snow White,…