It was probably not the best way to explain how excited I was the other night to visit with the Women's Guild at Nativity Catholic Church in Brandon.
The topic of the gathering - a tea party, with hats and gloves and tea sandwiches - was, not surprisingly, Hats Off to Women.
The guild is trying to expand its membership - tough in these times when many women work. But about 130 women attended, and most were adorable in "tea" appropriate outfits and chapeaus the likes of which I hadn't seen since a Red Hat luncheon at University Village in Tampa a few years ago.
I was at Nativity as the guest speaker and was supposed to have talked about women who make a difference.
There's a bunch of such women gracing the Tampa Bay area. I had a list a mile long.
Sister Claire LeBouef, of the Village of Everyday Blessing. Connie Sikkema, of Mesiah Lutheran Church's migrant ministries program. Guadalupe Lamas, who brings health services to migrant  women.
Unfortunately, I only got as far as Lamas before ending up babbling on about heaven knows what.
Anyway, my opening remark was, "I was so excited about coming here tonight that I shaved my legs."
That got a laugh. Leg shaving is a drag.
I also mentioned that for the first time in my life I had a pedicure not long ago. It was so, I don't know, indolent, self-indulgent, expensive - and divine.
That also got a laugh.
Women like humor that speaks to them.
A bra column I did on the blog awhile back has had more hits than almost any other post.
One of the women at Nativity - many of whom flattered me by saying how much they missed my column in the Tampa Tribune - said she particularly loved the column I did about my favorite lipstick color being eliminated by the cosmetic company.
Another said that she loved the columns about my grandchildren.
"You were real," she said.
Yes. I still am. Now you just have to find me here.
Spread the word.