You know, I never look at the emails in my junk inbox. What a mistake. One quick glance at it tells me that I have been wrong. Look at all of the things that I have been missing:

• Apparently I have a friend in South Africa who has been trying to get in touch with me to wire $2.5 million for the last 6 months. What was I thinking to ignore this nice man? There is even an attached document from the government of South Africa.
• Jane Robson wants me to contact her ASAP. I don't know Jane, but it sounds urgent. Maybe she has something that she wants to sell me. Like...
• Cheap Rolex at 50% discount...
• Acai drink to flush out 20 pounds...
• A miracle drug to add 3 more inches to you know what....

I am very fortunate to be deeply passionate about my career choice. And I am particularly grateful for the many testimonials I receive each and every time I go to work. I should preface this by saying that when I go to work, I end up at a party! And my office is usually the cozy living room of a hostess whose friends are gathered for some wine and appetizers, and The Ultimate Girls’ Night In. I have the ability to change women’s lives, one party at a time. How do I do that? By offering women an entertaining and educational evening and allowing them to have FUN and share a few giggles while we explore products designed to enhance romance.

So, recently as some of you know, I got divorced. And I'm lousy with math. Okay, fine, I am not actually divorced, but I live like I am. I’ve been geographically and emotionally separated for years, and we are still litigating. About a year ago, a (flirty) neighbor looked me up and down and said, “You look great. Divorce Diet?“ I was insulted at first. Then intrigued. I had to find out what the Divorce Diet consisted of.

So, I saw the 16 second Madonna video leak on the internet, with Justin Timberlake. I just want to say, yeah... she looks great but is she having any fun?...

Ok, that is funny I have to admit but that cracked me up today.

My question: why do women stay when they are publicly humiliated by their less than human politically involved husbands?

Most recently the Harvard grad wife of Client 9, you know... the one from NY. Even the prostitute was worried after reminding the pimp/madame that there would be pain involved. Than there is the spouse of Louisiana Sen. David Vitter after his name was found on a madam's list last year. Oh and the wife of Idaho Sen. Larry Craig who was arrested for disorderly conduct for allegedly trying to pick up an undercover police officer in an airport bathroom last year. One more... the wife of New Jersey Gov. James McGreevey who stood by when he announced he had a gay lover who also was a state employee.

Oh yeah! I almost forgot, Hillary!!! So why do these women....

I found my favorite new website. http://glassbooth.org/

You take a quiz and the political candidate that best matches your virtues and beliefs, gets matched to your profile. You do not need to join the group or give any info about yourself. I love it. I was matched with the guy I adored ...

This is the second installment of my blog. And of course, after last Friday’s no-show no snow day (which no doubt left more than a few of you a bit frazzled), I’ve been wondering if anyone actually tried my “chore play” suggestion. Some of you are smirking as you read this, thinking, “Ha. Nice thought, but, um, NO!”

Let’s face it; it’s hard to be wildly romantic once you have kids. It’s simple- there are only so many hours in a day, only two of you, only two hours left after their bedtime before yours (if you’re lucky), and only one reliable babysitter (if you’re luckier still).

Who hasn't longed for some quiet time alone, soaking in a tub filled with fragrant bath oil, soft music playing, maybe some candles, and the latest issue of Oprah to read? We have such high expectations for ourselves, but sometimes we find it difficult to carve out some personal time to recharge our physical and emotional batteries. Most women feel it's selfish to think about their own needs, especially if there are young children in the house.