Cats rule. Ok, maybe not rule, but they really are my preferred pet.

I know dog lovers would likely consider that statement an invitation to a fight but hear me out on this one.

Friendships remind me so much of plants and flowers. There have been friendships that have faded away naturally after completing their purpose. These are my annuals. There are others that have stood the test of time and require little maintenance. These are my succulents. There are friends for various stages of my life, I am grateful for every single one as each is unique.

I met my husband, Tim on Match.com. He likes to tell a story to anyone that asks how we met, that he was pole dancing and stripping down on the Block and I was the prosecutor in court after he was arrested.  He really gets into the story (he is quite the storyteller!) and even throws in some moves.  He has his schtick down.  It’s always good for a laugh or two, but when I cut in and tell people we met on Match.com they are often incredulous. 

Pantyhose and I have had a love/hate relationship for many years.  It has also been a source of many a conversation between Tasha and myself.  Some of you may read this and think, why do they even care about pantyhose?  Does it even still exist?  The answer is yes it does and yes, some of us still wear it.

I am not sure that there will ever be a consensus on anything related to women’s fashion, especially at work, but I do think it’s fair to draw the line, or at a minimum, question whether there should be rules on women’s undergarments.