Advice
Mission Impossible: Catch A Cab On A Saturday Night In NYC
It’s early Sunday morning, you’ve had a lot to drink and you’re ready to go home. The train might not show up for another hour or so and you’re slowly dozing off on the subway platform. You tell yourself, “screw this, I’m going to catch a cab.” Well…good luck there,
Awesome Times in Austin
Austin. What is it about this city that makes it so cool? Is it the live music scene that is so abundant, is it the weirdness that overlays the population, is it the big college crowd, or is it the trailer park food scene? This is my first time in
Successful Broke-Ass Mom Christmas Shopping
Can a Broke-Ass Mom get her Christmas shopping done with child in tow? That’s exactly what I’m wondering these days. In the past, I’ve been able to steal a few moments on my way to work or on my way home from work. However, now that I’m a SAHBAM (Stay-at-Home-Broke-Ass-Mom – I
The Perks of Being a Bilingual Broke-Ass
I want to be bilingual, for a variety of reasons. Personally, I don’t like feeling like such an “ugly American” when rubbing elbows with the international crew that comes along with dating a well-traveled half-Brazilian. Being able to speak another language would make me seem more worldly in front of
Instant Watcher: Be a More Efficient Media Consumer
The sheer amount of media available stresses me out. It may not seem as big of a life issue as paying my rent, etc., but it is a very real stress in my life. I have so many shows and movies on my “to watch” list that I am overwhelmed.
A Broke-Ass Mom Is Thankful For…
Contrary to popular belief, Thanksgiving is about being thankful and not about gorging yourself on turkey and mashed potatoes. I imagine every Broke-Ass Mom is thankful for different things, but below is a list of what I’m thankful for this year. Things a Broke-Ass Mom is thankful for: I’m thankful
Being a Broke-Ass is Like Being on a Mid-90s Soap Opera
Legendary fashion editor Diana Vreeland once said, “We all need a splash of bad taste; no taste is what I’m against.” I wholeheartedly agree with this statement– which is why I am unashamed to do things like: lick the Tapatio-drenched remnants of an exploded on-the-go burrito off of my shirt,