I Said Hey, Baby, I Don’t Got Your Money

What is the easiest way to double your money?

Put it in front of a mirror. 

I will admit I am not always the most logical when it comes to spending money. I like to say it’s my spontaneity, but sometimes it’s just plain stupidity. Sometimes I just need that makeup palette even though I rarely wear eye shadow, that over priced kitten with the squished face, that second bottle of wine just in case and that trip to Dominican Republic, which is self explanatory. These are not wants, these are needs. 

During a date, the first hello, stiff hug and questionable kiss at the end of the evening are a breeze. It’s the money that’s the nerve racking part. Who will take out their wallet when you approach the movie ticket booth? Who will order the second drink and who will answer the question, “one bill or two?”

I am a modern, independent woman who doesn’t need no man – but I really really want one and recently I made it to a second date (hold the applause, but this is a huge accomplishment). Since he had paid for our meals on the first date, I thought I should pay on our second. 

He was shocked when I offered and I was even more shocked when I saw the bill. When is it too late to take back an offer?

In The Butcher, The Baker, The Mocha Maker, I struggled with the math. Today, the math was easy.  

The holidays are all wrapped up for another year, but the good times continue.

Before Christmas I wanted to throw a rip roaring Christmas party for the residents since last year I brought in a classical music piano player and he nearly put us all to sleep.

One of the residents suggested to have his friend’s band come to perform.

I thought it was a great idea to have someone come in who is connected to the group and would be willing to do us a favour. 

As we approached the event, I emailed the main singer to ensure they still planned on attending.

Days went by and he still hadn’t gotten back to me. A few more days passed, still no answer. Even more days passed and still no answer. (I wasn’t panicked, I was pissed).

The evening before the party, I finally received a reply stating they were still attending. He also mentioned the cost would be $400.00. Here I thought he was volunteering for his friend…

The problem was, my annual recreation budget is $400.00 (I was now panicked). 

Let’s just say we comprised and he was paid $400.00.

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