After a few weeks looking like Lance Armstrong in my pink shirt and baseball cap, I moved into the real world again.
A photographer at the American Bankers Association conference took several pictures of me and sent them to me - how nice of him.
I have proof I can clean up and not look like Lance.
I work for and with my nephew. He is my boss, I am his auntie. I say Auntie trumps boss.
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