At least once a year – usually in the late fall or early winter – my husband Tony and I talk about our financial planning and priorities for the next year. We know each other for six years; we are married for over three years and yet have to experience our first vacation together.
Ingredients: A righteous widower with seven children gets involuntarily involved with the American Revolution. Add two dead sons and a sadistic British officer. Stir in a war between good = North Americans and evil = the Brits, garnish with lots of big emotions and serve with two romances on the side.
Do you own a house? Chances are that you are constantly dealing with the disadvantages that come along with the advantages of home ownership – I’m talking about repair, maintenance and remodeling. Unfortunately houses don’t come along with manuals, and especially older homes have ailments that are sometimes difficult to diagnose and expensive to fix.
It’s not very often that I sacrifice my weekday evenings sitting in front of the TV. But being a political animal – plush animal anyway since I’m not actively involved into politics – I figured that watching the presidential debates would be not only my duty but also worthwhile.
We’re constantly bombarded with all sorts of disturbing newsflashes about wars, armed conflicts and violence throughout the world. Yet, when we receive news about a mass shooting like in Aurora, we are exceptionally perturbed. It keeps me thinking whether we are what we think we are.