It’s been a week since Dean got laid off. He’s generated interest from posting his resume online and already had an enthusiastic response from recruiters. On Sunday, his coveted Jets positioned themselves one step closer to the Superbowl. He called…
Faster Kill Pussycat
I’m a fanatical planner. I love calendars, lists, and notebooks. Intuitive Excel spreadsheets give me orgasms. But I can also be very rash. Like the time I insisted on spending the night with an African tribe by myself. Or the…
The Miserly Life
I spent exactly $55 this whole weekend. Comparatively, I usually spend at least five times that–upwards of several hundred dollars from Friday through Sunday. This was the weekend for coupons. Friday Dean paid for dinner on Friday night. It was…
Social Media
I spend a lot of time on my laptop at work, at home, and out and about with my Blackberry. I’m always fascinated by the web sites people choose to read, the emails they subscribe to. I wanted to share…
Haiti
I’ve been busy at work, no time for the daily escapades through Twitter, the NY Times, SF Gate. I made a point to checkout the video clips on CNN.com of Haiti, then Anderson Cooper last night. I continued watching the…
Babies on the Mind
Umm, no. Having a child is the furthest thing from my bitty brain. But babies are conquering my Outlook calendar. There are reminders up the wazoo. Kristy due on January 28th – keep her on baby watch. Ask Ashish about…
The Bare Minimum
Sticking to a budget takes on a whole new meaning when there’s a layoff in the family. Poor Dean gave up cable yesterday, including his coveted ESPN. He got rid of his gym membership. We haven’t eaten out. Dean signed…
Job Loss Hits Home
Every day reveals new surprises in our household. One day, stalking. Another day, job loss. Dean was one of a dozen people laid off from his company yesterday. I didn’t take it well at all. I started sobbing, wringing my…
Dear Stalker
Someone is stalking my fiance. Calling repeatedly, not saying anything, dead silence. Dean said he’d figured out who it was. While he’s telling me this last night, she calls again. He looked at me, “What should I do?” I rolled…
Housing Opportunity
Listen all you artists, teachers, non-profit workers. I was at a very packed Writers with Drinks event last night. The people surrounding my table were all writers, editors, fact-checkers. Some of them chatted dismally about how little money they were…