Wait, so basically anyone who itemizes can't file until mid-feb? that kinda sucks.
That was totally my indignant reaction, until I admitted to myself that there's no chance I would have filed earlier anyway.
Sorry, Captain. I'm real sorry. I shoulda kept better care of her. Usually she lets me know when something's wrong. Maybe she did, I just wasn't paying attention...
Kaylee ,'Out Of Gas'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Dana - Jan 10, 2011 4:13:01 pm PST #16078 of 30001
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
meara - Jan 10, 2011 4:21:13 pm PST #16079 of 30001
brenda m - Jan 10, 2011 4:21:28 pm PST #16080 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Annoying. I usually file as soon as I have my W2. (Jan 31, generally. Feh)
Sue - Jan 10, 2011 4:22:16 pm PST #16081 of 30001
hip deep in pie
~ma for Jilli's mom.
Our work, running on SAP, has our tax forms ready absolutely the last day they can be available.
sarameg - Jan 10, 2011 4:28:56 pm PST #16082 of 30001
Jilli, healthy thoughts your mom's way.
The version of posole I make is this: saute up a mess of onions, garlic, pepper, pinch cayenne maybe, green chile and an overabundance of oregano, add chopped up chicken and just lightly brown. Toss into vat of chicken broth and throw in some hominy. Simmer for a good while, so that hominy softens and chicken is falling apart. About halfway through, throw in some shredded corn tortillas, since they eventually melt and add nice flavor and are a thickener. Add salt and pepper or what else tastes good while burbling.
Good served plain or with a dollop of sour cream and lime.
javachik - Jan 10, 2011 4:29:07 pm PST #16083 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Yeah, for once, I wanted to file early, because I (hope) am getting a large-ish refund. Me want my moolah!
-t - Jan 10, 2011 4:37:16 pm PST #16084 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Mom~ma for Jilli
I made myself an omelet for dinner. There is really no part of making omelets that I am good at, but it was filling. I may follow with a salad, perhaps even a pear.
I started filing my taxes in December, but I don't trust my record-keeping so the rest will have to wait until official documents trickle in. February doesn't sound like too bad of a delay.
Jesse - Jan 10, 2011 4:44:54 pm PST #16085 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Good thoughts to Jilli's mom.
ION, I accidentally bought plain pub cheese instead of horseradish pub cheese, and it's just not very good.
The last time I was at TJ's, not only was there none of the horserasdish kind, there was no space for it! I'm scared.
Lee - Jan 10, 2011 4:48:40 pm PST #16086 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
The last time I was at TJ's, not only was there none of the horserasdish kind, there was no space for it! I'm scared.
Boo! They still had lots at mine when I was there, but I grabbed the wrong one.
Consuela - Jan 10, 2011 4:50:51 pm PST #16087 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Fucking hell.
My new phone was delivered today, according to UPS. The "proof of delivery" states that it was left at the front door.
Except I left a big note on the door that said to put the phone on the porch and lock the door.
Which they didn't.
No phone.
ARGH.