Happy Birthday, Mr. Scola!

There was no meat in the cafeteria today. Fish only. No lunchmeat, no hot dishes with meat. Holy Week sucks. My meals today have been a big doughnut and some baklava with custard frosting (I didn't even know you could put frosting on baklava!).

Frosting on baklava? Sounds worse than gilding the lily. "Oh, here - that honey isn't sweet enough, let's add some sugar."

sj, what you want is an Independent Financial Planner. They are nationally certified, I think, and not affiliated with any company. (Signed, listens to that NPR show about money too much.)

Meeting on days off aren't right.

I noticed this weekend that Miami Subs had baklava and key lime pie on their menu. Of course there are only a few outside of Florida. They have excellent fast food.

Migraine - Day Two. And I'm at work. Why?

Mom is planning on making her famous baklava this weekend. OMG, it is teh bomb.

I wish I had a hot gyno and some root.

I do not think I would be able to handle having a hot gyno. I get flustered enough talking to doctors.

sj, as flea says, you want a fee-only certified financial planner. You can find them from the National Association of Personal Financial Advisors [link] Fee-only planners charge you a fee for coming up with a plan, but they don't make commissions, so they're not tempted to steer you into the things that will make them the most money.

(Signed, listens to a personal finance talk show too much.)

Thanks flea and Ginger.

sj, if you're willing to drive down to CT, I can recommend a wonderful, honest, and very smart financial advisor. She works out of her home, and I've been working with her for a decade.

Also, if you do have a significant amount to invest, you might want to go to a financial advisor. They can help you figure out how much risk you can tolerate, what your long-term goals are, etc.

This. Even if you don't have a lot of money to invest. I started seeing J. when I was 22 and got my first job. I could only invest a tiny amount from every paycheck, but ten years of doing so has yielded an impressive amount of money. I would have been utterly lost without her guidance.

My gyno is handsome and young (that is, only a few years older than me, and when I was 28 and pregnant for the first time, he seemed awfully young). I was fine with it though, because my cousin is an RN who's spent most of her career in ob/gyn, labor and delivery, and maternity, and she said all her nurse friends in my town thought he was the best OB on staff.

I was fine with it, until I met with him in his office (as opposed to an exam room), after my first pre-natal exam, and saw a picture of him with a boy I had a huge crush on, in high school. That boy is his brother-in-law.