There’s something about being surrounded by thousands of people dressed up like Santa Claus in Washington Square at 3 p.m. on a Saturday afternoon that felt like I was in some weird movie. I saw red in every direction I looked for blocks and blocks. The setting sun gave a

  Spending Christmas alone is nothing to be ashamed of. Flights are expensive, maybe you don’t have the money to fly to see your family. Maybe you hate your family. Perhaps you are Jewish. Don’t let other people feel sorry for you- Christmas by yourself is awesome. If you find

I thought I’d do a two-parter starting this week:  One part “What does a Broke-Ass kid want?” and one part “What does a Broke-Ass Mom want?”  You know what’s so great about kids?  Up until a certain age (I’ve yet to discover at what age this changes) kids love the

It seems Christmas comes earlier every year. This Saturday, December 10th, hundreds, maybe even thousand of Santas will be taking over the streets of San Francisco for the SF SantaCon. Imagine the hilly streets flooded red, as all of these Santas stumble around screaming, “Ho, ho, ho.” Many of them

Awhile ago I joined Stunner of the Month, a monthly sunglasses subscription service that was started by four friends in their Cole Valley attic.. Yeah, I didn’t know that kind of thing existed either.

The holiday season is upon us… which means you can’t swing a half eaten candy cane without poking a Salvation Army bell jangler (that’s what they’re called, right?). And while there is no shortage of snowflakes, Santas and gingerbread in the streets, there is no better (or worse) place to

With the constant reminder of Thanksgiving and Christmas being right around the corner, I find myself wondering how to ward off the overeating of stuffing, sweet potatoes, Pecan Pie, Pumpkin Cheesecake, cookies from an upcoming Cookie Party, my husband’s famous Carrot Soufflé, and let’s not forget about the Mulled Wine,

The Christmas songs have already started which means all you Broke-Ass Moms out there should be thinking about how the hell you’re going to afford presents for your Mom, Dad, sister, brother, uncle, aunt, cousins, nieces, nephews, grandma, grandpa, partner, and of course your own child. For years now my