Recession Panties: a View of the Economy from My Underwear Drawer

A few nights ago, Ben and I reviewed our finances. Good news! Our finances are hunky-dory and we’re wealthy in love. So hunky-dory that we doodled hearts and stars all over our bank statements and bills and then hugged. The end.

No, not exactly, and actually I ended up Google searching our financial particulars and turns out the professional financial types refer to our specific situation as SCREWED.

Keep reading if you’re feeling a little (or a lot) discouraged about your finances or if you’re one of the lucky ones and are feeling pretty good about things – so good you wouldn’t mind gloating a little over someone else’s financial misfortune. Either way, do I have something supperty-dupperty for you today. Think of it as a Happy Not Monday present…

My New Recession Panties.

It’s been two years since I bought new panties, and in the mean time, to get by, I’ve sometimes resorted to wearing my old maternity undies (Oh calm down. I’m talking about the kind that go under the belly bump, NOT the elastic band over-the-belly-under-the-boobs kind). Still. I know. And fellahs, feel free to use this imagery next time you’re trying to *go the distance* instead of the standards like baseball, hockey or salmon fishing. Or think about baseball. I don’t really care. I’m just offering this as an alternative.

Read the rest at BuenoBaby.