Everyone Wants to Jump in and Carpool on the Bandwagon I've Been on for Years
I just left church where the sermon was about the prodigal son, with the emphasis being placed on that wayward son. But when I came home and read the following opinion piece in The Washington Post, I could totally relate and started to feel a little like the scornful elder son...
I'm Not Buying Recession Chic
"The recession-chic advice isn't for the people who actually need it. It's for the people who put their summer homes on the market, not those who've lost the only home they had... And when it comes down to it, if you need to be told that packing your lunch saves money, you're probably not someone who needs to pack your lunch. So please don't pretend that you are. "
2 comments:
The prodigal son huh? Well, anyway, much "food" for thought.
Well said. Leftovers, bagged lunches, non-Starbucks coffee? This isn't recession-ending. This is my reality. I'm so happy to finally be chic for *something*.
(...a month late, but I'm catching up. Hi.)
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