Otherwise, my whole career has just been flinging myself at whatever is most overdue first and letting everything else stack up.

This is a business meal. The calories do not count. I am mentally labeling these as 'business calories' so my body will know they were eaten in the line of duty and will process them differently.

I'm married, which means that instead of occasionally wondering about men from afar, I actually live with one and can be constantly astounded by the strange male brain.

I've found it's better to talk to the machine and hang up if I get the person.

Defy your own group. Rebel against yourself.

Food ... love ... mother ... career ... Live every day to the fullest. Partake of the four basic guilt groups.

Men should come with instruction booklets.