I often take long lunches. Being an entrepreneur means I can do that. Except, it’s not the two-martini lunch spent dawdling over a rare steak, kind of lunch. My long lunches don’t look like power-shopping lunch either. I’m not in the stores, trying on . My long lunches are the time in the day when I pretend I’m a suburban matron doing what suburban matrons do. On Monday I cleaned the house during my long lunch. I had twenty for brunch the day before, followed by a BBQ for the in-laws. And yes, it was a holiday—but this Memorial Day, I still had to work. Tuesday I went to on my long lunch. My daughter-in-law had tennis and dropped the grandkids off from noon to two. We had fun at the lunch and play center, munching on dinosaur chicken nuggets. And yesterday I spent my long lunch at the country club, with my daughter, my mother and one hundred and fifty, eighty year-old women. My daughter and I enjoyed the book review by on . My mother enjoyed showing off the two of us to her friends. Today I’m up at 4:00 a.m. because my long lunch is downtown at the law firm . I’m hosting a Lunch & Learn with , chairman and founder of , for the , my favorite cause. Read next feature >