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Confession #3: I hate being a bridesmaid

(Before reading this confession, make sure you check out Confession #1 and #2)Confession #3: I hate being a bridesmaid.It’s not because I have the whole “Always a bridesmaid never a bride” thing going on. I’ve been married for 7 1/2 years so I’m good there. No, I hate being a bridesmaid because it’s so freaking expensive. Let’s use the wedding I’m in next month to highlight my argument.When my friend, who has been a […] Continue Reading…

Money Tune Tuesday: Sell Out

Confession #2: I’m for sale. Not in a prostitution sort of way but in a “hey, I love how you write and think you’re amazingly creative and want to hire you to write articles and books, fiction or nonfiction. I’ll even pay you” sort of way. This leads me to confession #2 1/2: I’m jealous of people who get paid to write.I know that jealousy is a wasted emotion and that anyone who gets […] Continue Reading…

Confession #1: I look in your shopping cart

This week, I’ve decided to confess some of my more unsavory habits. First up: I look in your shopping cart.Judge me if you will but it’s true. When I am at the supermarket, I look in your shopping cart. Sometimes I am surprised by what I see. Sometimes I am appalled (for instance, scrapple will never, ever be an acceptable purchase). Sometimes I am confused. Sometimes I am jealous. Sometimes I am even reminded […] Continue Reading…

Swamp soup

Last night, I made this for dinner:I swear this is edibleI know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, “Jana, what the f*ck is that? It looks like something I pulled from my gutters or something you sample from a swamp. How the hell is that edible?” I know you’re thinking that because that is exactly what I thought when I first looked at it.Just to clear up any confusion, it’s soup. It was supposed to […] Continue Reading…

Dear Netflix: A break-up letter

Dear Netflix,I never thought I’d have to write this letter but the time has come. I’m breaking up with you. Don’t worry, though. It’s you, not me.At first I was willing to deal with your price increase betrayal. I accepted that the days of cheap entertainment were over because with your vast library, not to mention your convenience, you were still less expensive than going to the movies and, given my propensity towards forgetfulness, […] Continue Reading…