Yup, we’re building character over here at the Moody household, or, as I like to call it, the Lent Situation Room. And by “building character,” I mean, “saying all sorts of swear words every time I learn how much I’ve been spending on all this $#*%.”
Very interesting, this being-broke stuff. I’ve found out I’ve got one stiff neck and a pretty nasty attitude. Heaven help my family for the remainder of this 40-plus day Lenten commitment.
Yipe! How did today get to be Shrove Tuesday already? I have to start Lent tomorrow and I haven’t prepped for my commitment yet!
I decided this year I’d take a page from coworker Amanda Robbins’ playbook and spend the next 40 days away from all forms of plastic money. No debit card, no credit card, [...]
If clueless males need Hallmark to mark an essentially random date on the calendar with a big red heart and lay on the guilt trips just to get said males to deliver the flowers, then I say God bless ‘em.
If the economy ever lets you take a vacation again, here are two places to consider.
Yay for the Tjerrild family in Fresno, Calif.! They resurrected one of my favorite childhood candies, Flicks.
Ah, those happy, carefree adult days. No longer! Comes now my workplace health plan and its Multiple Commandments, the first being, “Thou Shalt Behave in a Healthy, Responsible Adult Manner or We Shalt Garnish Thy Paycheck.”
Maybe it’s because we’re starving journalists, but most of us couldn’t fathom spending that much on a few pieces of leather. A couch, OK. A TV, sure. A purse?
It boggles my mind that my Princesses could, in theory, pop in a DVD of “The Grinch Who Stole Christmas” any time of the day or night or season. I had to wait an entire year, then make sure absolutely nothing else was happening that night that would interfere with my viewing, then suffer through a series of action-breaking commercials, not to mention my little brother talking through the whole thing (”Who’s that? Why is he doing that? Is he really Santa Claus?”).
In which: I provide an update on the factoids, briefs and trivia currently milling aimlessly in my mind, the ones keeping me from remembering important things like the Pythagorean theorem and where I left my cell phone.
Update the first: I ROCK on the lyrics to The Beatles: Rock Band, even on expert. I can play [...]
