What Chanukah means to me (besides candles, miracles, etc.): Spending money on outings, spending money on gifts, spending money on days at the mall. What Chanukah means to the kids: Writing cards to their grandparents. Notice a theme here? We love holidays, but they can be expensive – and who’s got money to spare this year? The kids are wonderful, and we want them to have a good time. But with the way reality is biting these days, it pays to be prudent. So, we’re looking to cut costs …

Wake up. Wash up. Look in the mirror. Get ready to pass out.
Now, it can’t be all that bad, can it? Morning is tough on all of us. We feel your pain. But soldier on we must. Kids are waiting to be fed, papers are waiting to be read, traffic jams are waiting to get stuck in. This is no time to slack off.
The problem, as we see it, is one of self image. If you look shleppy, you think shleppy, and act accordingly. What you need is a self-image …