My birthday was last month, I turned 47.  My mother, mother-in-law and my boss gave me cash adding up to close to $100.  I'm no good at applying birthday money to credit card debt, I admit it. Since embarking on my heal my gut crusade, I've managed to drop some pounds and all my clothing was starting to droop. Even my belt was wearing out from being punched with an ice pick once too many times. My hubby bought me… Read the rest