Wide Awake Girl

At nearly 40 I suppose it's time I stop referring to myself as a "girl," but I'll probably always feel like a girl at heart. I have had some rather grown-up stress as of late, so this weekend I packed up and headed to a little resort town nearby for a stay in an Edwardian era hotel which came with an hour long massage, free dinner--I ordered the rib-eye and it was delicious, and a walking tour of the historic part of town. I may have inadvertently gotten the tour guide fired. I was listening, straining really, somewhere in the middle of the group, when a classy older woman sidled up next to me and asked, "Can you hear anything she's saying?" I turned and gave an...