I don't even want to look at my taxes. They aren't going to bring me much joy ($$$) at all. In fact, I will probably have to pay some more. In which case, I'm not filing until April 15th. Why should they get to earn interest on my money? Keeping for myself, I am.
Spike ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Spike's Bitches 21 Gunn Salute
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
The reason I'm doing my taxes now is that I'm pretty certain I'm getting a decent refund, and I want my money now, dagnabbit!
Anne has a new tag, and vw has permission to complain.
Sinus demons are having a hoedown in my skull. It hurts, and their music sucks.
I don't know when someone was saying "She's still asleep?!?" but I'm betting I was still asleep then too. I join the indolence crowd.
I did decide that between having to leave the house and go downstairs to 7-11 for coffee, and having to MAKE coffee, going to 7-11 sounded better. (Mostly because I didn't have any cream, either).
Now I shall sit on my couch. Yes, this is a productive day, boys and girls...
I have had my latte, 25 blissful minutes in the sun on a bench outside, and am going to pick up 10 gorgeous pink tulips at 4 (1/2 price flowers 4-6).
Although I still want breakfast. This...We had pancakes (made with sour cream and lemon zest - go microplane!). Emmett got some Nieman Ranch apple smoked bacon (soooooooo goooooood). ...sounds perfect.
Going to the Zmayhems for brunch. OK, guys?
I just sprawled out on the roof of my front porch for twenty minutes and blissed out in the sunshine. Oh, so happy...
Yeah. My shoulders feel about 20x looser.
Wonderful.
Going to the Zmayhems for brunch. OK, guys?
::starts more coffee::
We're going ice skating after, okay?
Awww, look at the teachers blissing out in the sunshine. I hope Fay and Kat are getting some rays too.
I'll watch, and fortify the skaters with brandy-laced coffee...'cept for Emmett, who will get thick Mexican hot chocolate with cinnamon. (Remember, I fall down on normal ground. Ice skating + Erin = Deadly)
Kristin, received and insent!
Thanks, dollface. It was a great speech. I bet you made her cry.