Jennifer Moody

Sorry, Pete, but I’m with J. Jonah Jameson on this one. You may never work in this town again.

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 $#*%.”

Slightly Older Princess explains our eviction from the Garden of Eden.

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.

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.

All I could think, as both of my Princesses pushed past me at the church soup supper, one to grab first choice from all the desserts, the other to start dishing up her chicken noodle even before the priest said grace, was: “Laura and Mary would never shame their Ma like this.”

Seven things I’ve bought that turned out to be well worth the investment.

The police reporter in my office is constantly shaking her head over the gullibility of people who fall for scams, muttering under her breath: “If it sounds too good to be true, it probably is.” Corollary, at least in this case: “If it sounds too bad to be true, it probably also is.”

Lemme hear it, parents. Do you get involved in your kids’ friendships or fights?

Is it OK for Mom to let Dad be The Enforcer?