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Selective Frugality, Part 2

Posted on March 24, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

Howdy! My first post about Selective Frugality was “One Cent Cheaper,” published on February 11. Here is a follow-up. My friend Joey is a first-grade teacher with a delightful style and a heart full of love. Not long after I … Continue reading →

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Do I Hafta?

Posted on March 20, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

This post originally appeared at my friend Ashley Pichea’s blog on January 17. Here is the Link. I hope you will go by and visit Ashley, one smart and creative mom! And today, I am linking up with Jen and … Continue reading →

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Have You Finished Your Homework, MOM?

Posted on February 21, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

Several times I have mentioned returning to college as a middle-aged grownup person and finally earning a bachelor’s degree. Well, in the interests of full disclosure, I might as well tell you the whole story. I wrote this particular piece … Continue reading →

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Valentine Manure

Posted on February 16, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

I wonder what my women friends would think if their husbands / sweethearts gave them a bag of steer manure for Valentine’s Day. Yeah, I thought so. Ah, but for me, that spells Romance! Now, before you start searching online … Continue reading →

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What Color is Your Veneer?

Posted on February 14, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

When I started back to college, I bought a nice wood 2-drawer file cabinet. We needed more file space anyway, and I wanted a decent-looking piece of furniture because my desk was in our bedroom at the time. Thanks to … Continue reading →

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One Cent Cheaper

Posted on February 11, 2011 by Jan C. Johnson

“Here’s your credit card back.” My son Greg, along for the ride, was pumping a tank of gas for me. Regular unleaded, $2.88 a gallon. Soon he replaced the nozzle, twisted the gas cap back on, shut the little door, … Continue reading →

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