Whoa! I just read an interesting article on http://www.salary.com/survey-results-for-love-or-money/ regarding how love is connected to money. Not that we haven't all suspected it in some relationships. But really, a study conducted on how much you love equals how much you make?
I can't say I am not bowled over when a former boyfriend gave me three dozen roses for my birthday...what happened to less is more? Apparently over 2,000 people were surveyed and there are some eye-opening results about how love and money are connected.
I always joked that I married the only poor Jew in America...because if there are 100 men in a room, and I would have an opportunity to pick out my favorites, they would not be the wealthy ones!
When I was a young woman, I had the opportunity to fly away "anywhere in the world" with a man 30 years older, and all I could think about is "I can't kiss him with those dentures!" There is no way I could put a bag over his head and do it for God and my country. So, I did the honorable thing, I "gave" him to a girlfriend. Who, much more attractive and clever than myself, wasted no time in scurrying him off to Paris, returning with a brand new wardrobe and quickly marrying him not long after.
Okay, I did feel a bit envious when she turned up on the cover of Women's Wear Daily sporting a designer dress with all the bling. Honestly, to the day I know it could not have lasted, because if I don't get that butterfly feeling for someone, it just won't fly for me.
So it is fitting, on this Valentines Day, that I will be sitting home tonight, with my Great Pyrenees and parrot, in front of the television set without a box of chocolate!
I never thought I could say this, but guess what? For once I am okay with that.
I can't say I am not bowled over when a former boyfriend gave me three dozen roses for my birthday...what happened to less is more? Apparently over 2,000 people were surveyed and there are some eye-opening results about how love and money are connected.
I always joked that I married the only poor Jew in America...because if there are 100 men in a room, and I would have an opportunity to pick out my favorites, they would not be the wealthy ones!
When I was a young woman, I had the opportunity to fly away "anywhere in the world" with a man 30 years older, and all I could think about is "I can't kiss him with those dentures!" There is no way I could put a bag over his head and do it for God and my country. So, I did the honorable thing, I "gave" him to a girlfriend. Who, much more attractive and clever than myself, wasted no time in scurrying him off to Paris, returning with a brand new wardrobe and quickly marrying him not long after.
Okay, I did feel a bit envious when she turned up on the cover of Women's Wear Daily sporting a designer dress with all the bling. Honestly, to the day I know it could not have lasted, because if I don't get that butterfly feeling for someone, it just won't fly for me.
So it is fitting, on this Valentines Day, that I will be sitting home tonight, with my Great Pyrenees and parrot, in front of the television set without a box of chocolate!
I never thought I could say this, but guess what? For once I am okay with that.
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