In sixth grade, one of my best friends seized on a new nickname for me: Little Miss Moneybags. He was teasing me about my changepurse, which was beaded (so cool!) and bursting with loose change. I collected change — pennies found on the street, dimes found in the couch cushions, quarters found in the cupholders of the family cars. He found it hilarious for some reason, but quit laughing when I was always able to get a snack from the vending machine.Read more from my introductory post here.
Monday, October 15, 2012
Hey you guys! I'm one of 30 bloggers over at the new personal finance community Dimespring.