Money

The kindest thing that anyone could ever do for me would be to do my taxes*. As of this weekend, that makes my dad the nicest person on the planet. But here’s a word to the wise, my friends: do not just assume that you are going to get a tax refund, and then go…

I just got back from the DMV, i.e. The Worst Place On Earth. Actually, I experienced another place this weekend that would rival the DMV for that title: Micro Center. I took my fritzy Macbook to the Apple Store on Saturday, and the self-assuredly dubbed Apple Genius told me that yes, I needed a new…

You’re dying to know about the Great Sofa Hunt. Here’s the thing: I wish that I could be content with just any couch.  But if there is one word to describe Annie Parsons, it is “particular” – just ask my poor parents who have watched me for 1 score and 7 years (often with much…

I tout myself as a thrifty person – one who hates to waste anything – and will find a use for every half-used jar of marmalade, every discarded ribbon from a birthday present, every unloved piece of furniture. However, I am a fraud – no better than a snake oil salesman. My parents recently visited…

Me: “I cannot believe how much money I just spent.” Julie: “But think of all you GOT.” Black dress.  Black heels.  Hair dye.  Passport cover.  Earrings.  Toenail polish.  Face wash.  Sandals.  Tank tops. Also, a huge jug of almonds. Look out, Northwest.  The week is finally here.

Before I begin, let’s all just take a minute to acknowledge the huge thing that happened yesterday.  The thing that made the world feel small – like everyone, no matter what culture, tribe, or tongue, agreed was a big event.  An incident that shook us out of our day-to-day reality, and made us think about…

You want to know what the lamest thing to spend money on is?  A vacuum cleaner.  I am currently researching the suckers, and it’s even less exciting than spending money on a beige bra. Speaking of annoying purchases, I don’t think that dryer sheets make any difference.  They are a scam – a dishonest scheme…

First things first. Did anyone else notice that they said “hootenanny” last night during “Lost”?  My name was said on national television!  I AM SO TOTALLY FAMOUS!!! Next things next. Last night as I was dying my hair, it hit me: I am a responsible and intelligent girl, not one to slack and make bad…

I am sitting in my pajamas in our gigantic den, basking in the sunlight that is shining through the windows.  I have coffee.  My feet are in my old wool socks, and I can hear the whir of the washing machine in the basement.  I have done the dishes, started the laundry, put the mail…

I am blogging to say that I cannot blog today. I am too busy dead-bolting the office doors to keep the press away, abandoning my front-lines lobby perch, and hunkering down in the back at a desk with a spectacular view. Yes, seriously. It’s been very exciting – in an “I might vomit” kind of…