If you’re reading this then there is a good chance that you’re broke. And, if you’re broke, there’s quite possibly a rebellious reason why you’re broke. Yes, it is hard to be monetarily successful in these harsh economic times, but I’m sure that if all you really cared about was
I realized this past weekend that I come from a long line of Broke-Asses. My grandfather used to drive 5 miles outside of town to save 10¢ on gas. My other grandfather would buy fifty rolls of toilet paper every time it went on sale (Although he did have at
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The Preschool Hunt of 2012 has come to an end, finally. Now all that’s left is to make a decision on which one. I consider ourselves pretty lucky that we have choices. When we decided so late in the game to put our son in preschool, I was expecting to
We are now knee-deep in a search for a preschool for our soon-to-be three-year-old son. With every new day it becomes more and more apparent that he’s more than ready to make some friends of his own, and I think he’s ready to do this without me standing by his
Is nursery school for a Broke-Ass Mom? For over a year now I’ve been telling myself, and anyone else who will listen that nursery school, or preschool, is a big waste of time and money. I kept asking myself why do people spend thousands of dollars to send their child
The in-laws are in town. I’ll bet you’re wondering, what does a Broke-Ass Mom do with her in-laws when she and her son are their main source of entertainment? Good question. If anyone has some ideas let me know because I’m at a loss? I mean, my son is cute
Coincidentally, after talking about my Broke-Ass birthday coming up, another Broke-Ass mom friend of mine (Yes, that’s right folks, I finally made a “mom friend”) had her birthday last week. Of course, I had to ask her what she did on her birthday. She should be proud; it’s quite Broke-Ass-ish.
My birthday is coming up (no, it’s not my 1/2 birthday as this photo would indicate) and people keep asking me what I want. Apparently, I’m difficult to shop for – the problem is that all I want every year is for people whom I care about (and it’s a