So I have a problem. I hate my car. Yes hate. I know that is a strong word my mother told me to never use but it is proper in this situation. I hate that it is a car, I... Continue Reading →
I will be turning the ripe old age of 34 this year and that has given me a few years to reflect on spending I did in my twenties before I met my wife. While there were a few winners,... Continue Reading →