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2001 All Over Again
For those of us in the mid-to-late thirtysomething category, this recession has a specific discomfort to it. The recession of 2001 is still a sharp memory, and today’s turmoil rustles up primal and unpleasant memories of that year’s slump.
Cookin’ for Love: Satisfaction Stew
You’ve been stripped of your big office, fat title, hot assistant and, most important, your paycheck. But being emasculated on the job doesn’t mean you can’t satisfy your significant other at home—with food.
On the Home Depot scale, cooking something impressive and tasty falls somewhere in between changing a light bulb and installing a new shower head—that is, pretty simple. Some quick rules for the new house husband, and a 20-minute recipe:
Cities of Opportunity
While Americans anxiously await the trickle down effects of the president’s $787 billion stimulus plan, one fact seems clear: some of us will benefit more than others. Why? A lot depends on where we live.
Simple Ticket Savings
Kiplinger’s just released a story on how to easily save $50 a day, or a total of $18,250 a year. It won’t change your life–several of the tips we’ve heard before (like buying energy-efficient light bulbs); many others don’t apply to urban dwellers who take a lot of public transportation and don’t eat at Cheesecake Factory.
But this one about event tickets was a pleasant surprise.
Productive Loafing: Puppy Love
Underemployed? Recessionwire offers ideas for making the most of your newfound free time.
A friend of mine has a lot of time on his hands these days—not because he’s been laid off, but because the company he founded is doing so well. He’s been taking cooking classes, doing yoga, and puppy-sitting. Not just any puppies; he’s helping care for dogs who are being trained as guides for the blind.
At the End of Your Robe: Give It Away Now
Each week, stylist Julie Greene offers expert advice on looking fierce in a financial crisis.
Sitting around in your bathrobe waiting for the recession to end so you can start wearing your pinstripes or your Manolos again is not going to help matters. Throwing them away, however, just might.
For Valentine’s Day, Fudge It
As a complete sap, I’ve always found Valentine’s Day annoying: why designate only one day a year to romance? This year, that designated day is under more stress than usual: you can barely imagine splurging on something nice to wear to a dinner out, much less $65 on a few dozen red roses.
Homemade gifts might make you wince, but not all such crafts need be as hokey as the cut-out heart card you made for your mom when you were a kid. We have something you can make in 15 minutes, for under $15, that doesn’t involve a doily or anything else cheesy.
Love in the Time of Layoff: Take This Heart and Shove It
It’s been a month since my husband Marco’s ex-firm broke up with him. And, like a romantic breakup, it takes time to heal—for us both.
I was on the road to such healing, eating ice cream in the middle of the day, when the doorbell rang. I finished a work call and opened the door. It was…
The New Feel-Good Movie
It’s Friday after another long week in the recession. Boost your mood with films about these poor suckers who are far worse off than you could possibly be. Consider:
The Fly – You could be half-insect.
The Hanoi Hilton – You could be a P.O.W.
Love in the Time of Layoff: Two’s a Crowd
Last month, I was part of a dynamic duo excited about the prospect of upgrading to a two-bedroom apartment in Park Slope or Hudson Heights where I could have a little more space in which to write and we could start our family. But now, with my husband Marco newly laid off, I’m insta-primary breadwinner.
And here’s the thing. I am a card-carrying, credentialed feminist. I’m equipped to earn, and I do. So it freaks me out, a little, that I’m so freaked out about this sudden shift in our roles.
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