I am in the depths of despair.  My beloved kitchen is broken.  First, it was my KitchenAid mixer -- which almost caused me to call a divorce lawyer.  (It died under what I consider mysterious circumstances when I was out of the house.  My husband claims that he was properly using it at the time of its demise.  Hmm.)  But now it is my DOUBLE WALL ( Read more... )

Of my circle of friends, most are lawyers or are "recovering lawyers."  Some of my friends are pretty comfortable financially -- others wonder whether next year will be the year they can finally spring for basic cable.   I'm constantly confronted with the notion, typically among strangers or family -- that because Charles and I are lawyers, we must ( Read more... )

Until today, I couldn't really complain too much about the student loan industry (despite all the recent negative press).  I was able to get money when I needed it to pay for law school.  I thought that was a pretty good deal.  They also let me put those loans in deferment when I had no job and no money.  I've caught them in a few accounting errors ( Read more... )

Or pets in general that is.  Recently, I've noticed a disturbing trend (among family, colleagues and even a few friends) of an increasingly blase attitude toward pets.  People are giving up their pets to shelters -- where euthanasia is a probable certainty -- or even taking their pets to vets to be euthanized because they don't want to "traumatize ( Read more... )