A Pinup, But Not In Lingerie

Contrary to rampant rumors, I am NOT going to model the new line of Victoria's Secret underwear and bras. NOT.

Yesterday I got an e-mail from a staff person at Guild Incorporated, a social service agency that helps lots of people with mental illness. It turns out they selected me as an "Everyday Angel" because of my past pro bono work in helping their clients. I represented one woman in a nasty divorce case involving mental illness on both sides--boy, was that a doozy, but ended with good results after years of struggle. I also represented a woman in an Order for Protection hearing involving a terribly abusive husband. I actually forgot all about these cases and was only reminded of them when I got the e-mail yesterday.

Here's the deal: I'm one of 12 Everyday Angels. Why 12? Because part of the deal is a photograph of me produced in the annual Everyday Angel calendar, sent to some 4,000 people associated with the Guild. There's also an interview and whatnot, and an award ceremony, but the idea that I could be a pinup in a cubicle in an office building in Maplewood is pretty frickin' funny. Though I am, of course, completely flattered and honored.