My office mate and coworker is eagerly anticipating her vacation. It’s so obvious, there she is working like a cyclone to empty every inbox. Files that have been sitting on the shelf for nearly a year have disappeared. She even brought in a Dustbuster! Coworker over there is experiencing something I survived just one week ago. It’s Vacation Mojo – the fury and fervor we all find for our work just before we embark on an anticipated absence. We’re prompted to tie up loose ends and address everything that’s urgent and outstanding.  No one wants to risk being found out when they’re away. It would be horrifying for our bosses to need…

This may sound a bit sacrilegious but eating Haagen Dazs ice cream bars is a spiritual experience for me. When I need a hiatus from the hustle – mothering, working, cooking, cleaning, laundering, etc. I drive myself to the gas station, as unassuming as it may seem, and pick out an almond and milk chocolate bar.  It’s so rich and indulgent. I usually don’t make the 1-mile drive back to my house. I crack open that box and inner wrapper before I’m even out of the QuickTrip parking lot. Then, gingerly I bite into the milk chocolate shell. I must be delicate because a forceful bite might crumble the coating and corrupt…

I saw them in concert this weekend. Mike is missing so we didn’t get the baritone breakdowns, i.e. “Girl I’m sorry, please forgive me for all the wrong I’ve done.” But it was still utterly delightful! Husband and I both enjoyed them so. It begs the question “What ever happened to Boyz II Men?” They are still amazing singers and their songs are exceptionally romantic and touching. Once, around about 2001, Vibe magazine did a feature article on the boyz and the long and short of it was, that people were over R&B – just done listening to the harmonies and crooning. It was (and has been for some time…