It’s good to be young, broke, and beautiful Dear Two Buck Chick, I’m going to Thanksgiving dinner at (insert friend/family member)’s house and I need to bring some wine. WTF should I bring? P.S. I’m broke. You came to the right column, my (completely fictitious) friend! So you ain’t got
We have a great Thanksgiving gift for all of our loyal readers! But first… Distinguished Concerts International New York is ushering in the holiday season this year at Avery Fisher Hall in Lincoln Center with Messiah…Refreshed! The grand holiday concert spectacle will take place on Sunday, November 25th at 2PM.
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I’ve never been one for holidays. Sure, I think Christmas lights are pretty, I enjoy giving gifts, and think it’s important to spend time with the people I care about. However, it would be so much more delightful if it wasn’t forced, planned and stressed over. The Holidays make me
Ok – let’s face it, who really enjoys the shit show people go through on Black Friday? I for one, absolutely hate it. Maybe that makes me a wannabe broke-ass since I am not willing to put myself through hell to save a few bucks, but I don’t care. First
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
First of all, I hope you all had a super Thanksgiving. And if you’re waiting in the checkout line with a cart full of Black Friday doorbuster deals, you are crazy. For my family’s get together yesterday, I decided to make a dessert. I’m not the best cook in the
So tomorrow is Thanksgiving and if you’re feeling all festive, you can rustle up some loved ones and head down to Macy’s to watch the giant parade balloons inflate like your waistline after that third helping of stuffing (it is FREE, incidentally). Or if you are like many folks, you
Break out the sweatpants and the boxed wine, it’s Thanksgiving time, ya’ll! (OK, I also feel it’s appropriate to do this on any given evening during winter.) As much as I wish this holiday meant laying around with my family and shoving my West Virginian grandma’s bacon fat-laden food down