I'm not sure if this is the right title to this. First of Many is the name we gave to the first stuffed animal my husband, then fiance, won in one of those arcade-type booths you drop a fortune in before grabbing a toy.

Today is the first day of school, once again. Except, for some reason, my husband felt a little differently dropping our 13-year old to high school on her first day. To him, dropping her off at high school had more of an emotional impact than her first day in kindergarten....

So here's my dear daughter hitting me up again for guess what...MONEY! Her girlfriend's parents have invited her to spend a week at a beach. Hubby and I think it's to return a favor when their daughter spent the week with us at the beach as well, and picked up all of the girl's meals. But then, my daughter, as much income potential she has at the moment due to a very liberal good grades incentive program, seems to never have any money left! I dunno...I truly think that kids of today live...