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Ready.

photo credit: The Glass Beehive

The spring thaw isn’t at hand, here.  In fact, it’s snowing right now, big wet flakes sure to stick to the many inches that are already there.

But the hope of spring, it’s here.

We all know it’s coming, eventually; we dream of the green grass, the tulips poking through, the buds on the bushes.

But the best thing about spring is the hope it stirs in all of us for a new beginning:  we look forward to spring cleaning for our closets, sure, but for our lives, too.

Sometimes change is thrust upon us, hard, hurting, and the sunshine and new life of spring calls us out of the dark and helps us move forward.

Other times we wallow through the winter, aimless for no real reason, slogging through the slush and clouds until we finally pick ourselves up and dust off the dross in the springtime.

There are days when the snow glistens and the sun shines and winter is a beautiful, gorgeous season.

But I am cold and tired of huddling and ready to skip in the fresh spring air.  Aren’t you?

It’s not near at hand, but it’s coming.  It’s coming.

Spring Cleaning for Your Family Budget

photo credit: David Blackwell

Northerners have had more than our fair share of winter this year, which means one thing come spring:  it’s time to dig out.  The dirty little secret of hibernation is that your stuff hibernates, too.

But what about your finances?  Has your budget been hibernating along with your stuff?

If so, and you’re ready to get things in order, check out my post about setting a budget together, over at Blissfully Domestic today.

Dear Tres Cugini, Was that Swordfish or Chicken?

Dear Very Expensive Italian Restaurant,

Here are a few ideas:

  1. If you run a restaurant where entrees cost $28 and $32 and don’t include a salad, the entree should look and taste Spectacular.  (see: The Chop House)
  2. Even if your entrees cost $10, your wait staff should be Very Good.  At your prices, the wait staff should be Excellent, which ours was not.  He was snooty and seemed bothered to have us for customers.  I think Bistro Bella Vita would be happy to take our money next time.
  3. See # 1.  That was the worst excuse for swordfish I have ever seen.
Thank goodness the conversation with great friends made up for it.  But you can bet that next time we’ll enjoy each other’s company at Leo’s or Rose’s or even Noodles, who’s employees always seem thrilled to have our business.  And don’t accept tips.
I’ve been to Italy, dear sirs, and I’ve never eaten a single meal there that approached that dismal dish you served me last night.  For shame.
Without hope for your improvement,
A former and rather disgusted customer