While everyone at home is sweltering in the heat of summer, I've escaped to the middle of winter on the other side of the world. Although "winter" here in Australia lacks the frostbite and mountains of snow, I've been a little sad that since being here, I've lost that summer tan I'd been working on religiously in my free time back in New Jersey. Today, we had house cleaners, interior designers, and lawn guys at the house all morning. When I finally had the house to myself, I stepped outside, felt the heat of the sun beating down on my face, and decided immediately to throw on my tiniest bikini to catch some rays (by the way, did you know they call swim suits "togs" in Brisbane?). I brought my lunch out by the pool and after taking two bites out of my sandwich, I looked up to see the lawn guy standing on the opposite side of the pool, just staring at me with his mouth gaping open. I was so embarrassed, but all he did was smile and wave. I guess I was looking a bit scandalous for the dead of winter... By the time he left, the clouds had set in and I'd missed my chance to soak up the sun. Next time I'll think twice before throwing on my togs in the middle of July!