Month: September 2011

At the beginning of the year when I left my job at Crazy Town, the plan was to devote a few months to writing and the vintage business that Nancy and I have been working on.  Once we got back from our summer vacation, I would seriously look for employment.  Easier said than done.  I … Read more

I told The Big Daddy that I thought we should refinance the homestead to lessen the interest rate and term, and crunched the numbers to make the case.  He hates matters like this, but I used to be a loan officer back in the day, and I’m not as skerd as he is.  I stalked … Read more

For five years, Mark and I lived in Maryland.  He got a job in Bethesda and we lived about 15 miles away.  The first weekend we were there and not even close to getting settled, we loaded up the stroller with Baby #1, and took the train to the National Mall to see the Washington … Read more

When I was working at a little clothing boutique (a.k.a. Crazy Town), my job was to continually prop up the owner.  If business was slow and she was going off the deep end, I’d say it was too hot to shop, too cold to shop, too rainy to shop, too early in the week to … Read more