Yesterday, I was about to leave my door to our Debbie Does Divorce live taping at The Heartland Brewery in the Empire State Building in NYC when Fran, my trusty right hand, takes a look at me in my brand new suit and blurts out, "Oh No". Oh No...is not a good thing to hear when you're rushing out the door. Oh No what? "You still have the security sensor on your jacket!" I felt a wave of nausea coming on.

I was so proud I had spent Sunday buying myself something fresh and springy to wear. I rarely lay everything out the night before to go anywhere, but I was so impressed with myself I just had to. There it was, a cream/brown combo linen suit with matching necklace, earrings, new shoes, and even a watch to match the belt.

There is no other outfit in my closet at this moment. How did I miss this? How did I get out of the store? How did I not feel this gigantic plastic contraption under my left armpit. Now what? Find the receipt and try and figure out if anyone closer than the original store could remove it. Ever try and get a security tag removed at a gas station? I rarely get totally annoyed, but there are exceptions.... thus the moment I blasted back through the front door of the original store where I whipped off my coat and held up my arm to show the store manager where to perform the security surgery. Needless to say she was embarrassed. I did call first to let her know I was fully dressed, could not change, and I would be coming back in through the security sensor... which by the way, did not go off. Somebody there better call security.

So last Thursday, FOX Business News' "happy hour broadcast" featured First Wives World.

Here's a shot taken from my iPhone while I was waiting to be interviewed by the hosts during their daily live "happy hour broadcast" from The Bull & Bear Restaurant at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel in New York City. Fox called on First Wives World to comment on the Eddie Murphy /Tracey Edmonds relationship scenario, which we've blogged about.

Story Angle: Two weeks after their non-legally binding "symbolic marriage" ceremony on a private island in the South Pacific, the couple announced they would not have a formal wedding and would "remain friends". No one knew what the heck that meant. All I knew was I've made a few commitments myself on some islands inspired by rum punch and palm trees that seemed a little ridiculous when I got back home to rush hour traffic.

Meanwhile, while I'm mulling my thoughts on this and waiting to go on the air, my partners called to tell me they could see me air "drinking" in the background. I was sipping a tall glass of water, but I made sure to tell them it was straight vodka.

The "deserving people" I haven't tipped yet for the holidays are starting to cause me anxiety. Why? Every time I intend to hand over an envelope... I'm out of cash.

As a single mom, I still have guilt from past years when I completely ran out of money and some people just never got an envelope. There's this one guy who didn't make the cut, who I run into all the time. But of course. I know that's the only thing he thinks of when he looks at me.

So I'm sitting here trying to cover everyone and figure out how many ATM trips I need to make this week and I'm hyperventilating.

Consumer Reports took a survey that showed that we now have more people in our lives that need tipping and we also need to tip them more.

Here's an excerpt of last year's national tipping average:

Apartment Building caretaker (super/janitor/custodian) $10-$50
Barber $5-$20
Hairdresser/Stylist $10-$25
Child Care Provider $20-$50
Fitness Trainer/Instructor $ 10-$50
Sanitation/Recycling $10-$25
School Bus Driver $ $10-25
Housekeeper/Cleaning person $25 -$75

If there's someone who provides a weekly service, give them the equivalent of a weeks pay.

If you have someone in your life for a very long time — like an elder care provider — you should factor in rewarding them for long service as well as the past year.

Teachers, you might note, don't get cash because it might look like a bribe. A gift worth no more than $25 or a group gift works. Please note: I did see one teacher drive off in a Bentley. It's your call!