Just a little (link) love: exhaustion edition
October 6, 2016
CAREER + MONEY THINGS
Maggie tells us about the scary numbers of retirement savings (or lack thereof) in the US
Depending on who’s asking, and why, I might be annoyed by someone asking how much I make. Like the prospective nanny who kept asking how much our rent was, or how much we paid for our furniture, etc.
The irony of a troll trolling this post about trolls.
I missed this post of Leigh’s back in 2012 comparing her finances against the hypothetical that her parents didn’t pay for college. My situation went from “they’ll pay” to “oh, they can’t. also we’re pretty broke. Oh no, worse than that, we’re in some serious debt.” But luckily I aimed lower than I had originally planned and went to a state school, paid my way through assisted by a couple of small scholarships and a full time job, and graduated with a personal net worth of $5K. The household net worth was abysmal, though.
The Jolly Ledger’s values in financial planning
FUN THINGS
Pho, home style. I have some skeptical. This is my confession to being the snootiest pho eater ever: there are only two places in the Bay Area that make a proper broth which is the heart and soul of a delicious bowl of pho. (Hint: neither of them is the overpriced Slanted Door. Generally a good restaurant, though overpriced, but I still hold a grudge over that insipid bowl of white noodles in salty water they dared charge actual money for. That was 7 years ago. I’m still offended.) I may give this broth recipe a try just to satisfy my curiosity – though I’d say that the method for hydrating the noodles that Mr. Take described horrified me. No no, no microwaving! Bring a pot of water to boiling, dunk your noodles inand immediately remove them. Done.
If I grow up, may I develop writing chops like N.K. Jemison: The city born great
INTERESTING THINGS
I was the smart kid until I hit high school. It was embarrassing and painful to be just barely competitive in the Honors and AP classes because it came so easily to my classmates but I’m now glad that I learned what failure felt like, and how stupid it is to hide your ignorance for fear of looking bad. And that it’s survivable and not being in an Honors class is not the end of the world. In hindsight, I’m grateful that happened early – it better equipped me to navigate college in a sensible and mindful way.
I learned what Chill is as the kids are calling it. No thanks.
One man’s addiction to the Internet. I live on here about 60 hours a week, most of which is work related, but I do deliberately detach as well, and keep my online footprint limited to what I can handle. Conversations on Twitter and blogging, some pinning at Pinterest. No FaceBooking, snapchatting, or Periscope. Or even Instagram.
Email brevity is all well and good until you realize the number of times people send me emails meant for someone else. It saves me a heck of a lot of confusion and time to see their greeting addressed not to me.
Parents, let your kids eat dirt. This isn’t a problem for us, I’m quite sure JuggerBaby has dined on dirt several times.
We have a new from-scratch ramen place in town that makes its own noodles. It has totally supplanted my favorite Pho place as go-to for hot noodle soup.
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Oh my goodness, that sounds delicious. I’m big on pho but fresh made noodles are amaaazing.
I’m still the smart kid. And I have no problem with someone asking questions about what something is or how to spell something, because that means they’re curious!
No one knows everything, and a lot of times someone asks me a question to which I do not know the answer. My response is “I don’t know. Let’s find out,” and then I Google it. Then we both know.
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Yay for still being the smart kid! š I’ve since learned that it’s far better to ask and look ignorant than not, and remain ignorant. It helps to be working with people where asking the questions isn’t penalized like it was in previous workplaces.
Iām now glad that I learned what failure felt like
My husband was the smart kid even when he graduated from college summa and PBK at the age of 19 with an engineering degree. He has never not been the smart kid and he never learned to fail, which has made life in the real world tough for him. His parents should have put him in Little League or some kind of organized sport so he could have learned at a young age that he can’t always win and that he has to be able to deal with it gracefully.
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Ouch, that’s a hard lesson to learn as an adult. You’re not forgiven as easily for those errors because people assume you learned it as a kid.
Have failed to find anything resembling pho here. Bought an instant pho bowl (like, ramen noodles in a paper cup that you add boiling water too) from the store. Was just about as good as the stuff you’d get if you bought a fresh bowl from an eatery (ie, pretty darn bland, but a fraction of the price…)
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That says terrible things about the pho you have available to you. Let’s meet in SoCal and we’ll load you up š
Have yet to find anything resembling pho here. Bought an instant pho bowl (like instant ramen, in a paper cup) from the store last week – was just about as good as a fresh one from an eatery (not that great, but a fraction of the price).
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