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...reasons to give big stocks another look. But the most compelling argument has to do with how fads come and go on Wall Street. Large-cap companies (generally defined as those with a market capitalization, or value, of more than $10 billion) have been all but forgotten. The S&P 500 (big firms) is down 13% since the end of 1999. Yet since then, the S&P small-cap index is up a breathtaking...
...basis of expected earnings this year, the 25 largest companies in the S&P 500 are cheaper than any other broad section of the market, says Stan Nabi, chief investment strategist at Silvercreek Asset Management: "They now have far more potential than risk." One of Nabi's favorites is Home Depot, whose profits have been soaring and should grow an additional 14% this year. Yet the company's shares sit 39% below their level of six years ago. Other depressed blue chips include Intel, Dell, J.P. Morgan, Wal-Mart, Coca-Cola, Verizon, Citigroup...
...love with my children's pediatrician. Yes, Dr. P. is many years my senior, I'm pretty sure he's married, and I generally prefer my men without beards. But there's just no resisting the man's charms. He never tires of discussing the intimate quirks, habits and bodily functions of my beloved offspring, listening raptly to harrowing tales of vomit and fever. He knows all the tricks to turn my shot-phobic toddler from shrieks to smiles. (A bouncy tennis ball and a Thomas the Train sticker usually do the job.) And he keeps on taking my phone...
Admittedly I might be less susceptible to Dr. P.'s magnetism were I not still smarting over a bad breakup with my old pediatricians. It's not that my exes were incompetent or unprofessional (although I could have done without the multi-hour waits). It's more that they treated me and my husband with the sort of arrogance and unresponsiveness that, upon consulting with other moms, I'm discovering is not uncommon in parent-ped relationships...
...makes it all the more urgent that we have access to approachable, communicative, truthful medical professionals who can talk us down off the ledge when we become convinced that our child's hay-fever sniffles are actually the onset of avian flu. I'd offer you the marvelous Dr. P.'s number, but I'm afraid that if his reputation spreads he'll be swarmed by desperate mommies. I wouldn't want anything to cut into our quality time together...