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Sorry Wal-Mart
I actually used to be quite cynical about Valentine’s Day. To be fair though, it is a single girl’s DUTY to be cynical on Valentine’s Day. Who else is going to gag over all the girls swooning over...
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Why Coupons Aren’t All That
Mark and I had a little spat in February. Before you scoot up on the edge of your seat, eager to be filled in on such juicy private details as marital conflict, I’ll tell you up front: It wasn’t that...
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In a Pair of Wal-Mart Sneakers
Moseying through Wal-Mart the other day my eyes landed on a familiar pair of sneakers. A feather light pair of gray men’s shoes with velcro fasteners, priced at a mere $14.00. Recognizing them...
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Cha-Ching for the Flat-Broke Wifey
“The most noble profession.” I liked the sounds of that. It was what my hematologist called my job when I told her I was a stay-at-home mother. It’s not often that the role of “Mama” elicits such an...
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It Doesn’t Happen in a Day
I sat down on our new couch today and looked around our freshly painted living room. It looks magnificent. But…. the walls are still bare. I gazed longingly at the windows, dreaming of curtains to...
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God, I Might be a Control Freak
I’ve never considered myself a “control freak.” I mean, the idea of change propels me into full-blown panic, complete with suffocating throat constriction, vomit-inducing knots, and heart palpitations...
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