Monthly Archives: December 2009

This morning, after dropping Jack at preschool, I drove to the gym. It wasn’t because I wanted to workout. In fact, I’d have just as soon written algebraic equations based on the condiments in my refrigerator or attempted potty training … Continue reading →

I’m cheap. Okay. I admit it. While some of my best friends wait around salivating for the newest J Crew catalog, I’m in Ross sorting through their latest shipment of Ralph Lauren seconds. These polos are only one-third of average … Continue reading →