There I sat, a choister, 0-2, facing choicelessness.

Working at a restaurant might not be your ultimate career goal, but it certainly has its perks…especially when it comes to dating.

“I wasn’t nervous until you told me I should be, Dad!”

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Being jobless is…AWESOME.  I know everyone’s writing about the unemployed life, but that’s because everyone is unemployed, at least as far as I can …

I could just do the simple thing (avoiding all the worries of childbearing and later child-caring) and hit up MorphThing.com to just digitally figure this whole thing out, but I can’t seem to get myself to actually upload our pictures. Somehow, it seems like cheating.

In my mind I’ve gone as far as to start a list of baby names… knowing that I can’t exactly go too far off the beaten track as my guy HATES unusual baby names, citing that they only lead children to feel like “outsiders”.

Ever feel like you just don’t have enough clothes in your closet?

Or you do, but dammit, you’ve worn everything and could really just use a change?

The poor economy has forced a change in my spending habits, but I’m still feeling insecure.