He was a Butt-Scooting Cat

He was a Butt-Scooting Cat

The brass was coming for a visit and the branch manager wanted to impress… And so, she ordered a sheet cake, to sweeten their evaluation of her skills. Royal blue icing slathered thickly on the top and down the sides of the cake, with the branch name written in...
Who do you dress for?

Who do you dress for?

My husband once asked me, “Who do you dress for, PJ?” The question startled me. Not because it came from a man, let alone my happily-married one who happens to be my longtime beau, but because I’d never considered it. On reflection, I knew I dressed...