I just finished harvesting about 2/3s of a wheelbarrow full of compost from my bin and tossed it on the garden. We're expecting a lot of precipitation this coming week, so I hope it'll all melt into the garden and feed the spring growth next month. Now I'm inside, sniffly and shivering. I hope I'm not coming down with something. But if I am, I'm glad it held off until I got my shopping and gardening done.

My cousin who lives in Hawaii is apparently anti-flouridation, as I learned when he was rude on a Facebook post of mine recently. He is also now given to posting stuff about how he naturally heals himself using leaves. In every picture of his 4 month old daughter (named Asha - neither parent has Indian heritage) she is not wearing anything (like, no diaper). Further reinforcing what I said about him when I last saw him at his mother's funeral a year ago: There is nothing so boring as a self-righteous hippie.

how he naturally heals himself using leaves

Sure, OK

I have done so many of my to-do items! Exciting.

They are magic Hawaiian leaves! (Edit: not even pot, though he certainly smokes a lot of that also.)

I have done so much laundry. Not that exciting.

Every four years I am suddenly in the thrall of the thighs of the male distance speed-skaters. And then forget about this when the Olympics aren't happening, only to be surprised next time.

Seriously, damn.

He had a short story accepted into an anthology a few months ago and here it is!! He's searchable on Amazon!!

Right on, Miracleman! Joe! Joe! Joe!

Yay Joe!

So, I just went back to my list, and of course the three things left are the big ones. Oops. If I do my taxes tonight, I can do the laundry and ironing of curtains tomorrow. That works.

My glee at the new tax document was short lived. Turns out forgiven debts are considered income. So there's $18,000 of brand new income that's never had taxes paid on it that we got no benefit from. Time to run the numbers for filed married but separate versus how damned much we going to have to pay jointly. From what I can find out, student load debt is only forgiven tax free if you work at some job in the field you got the load for.

Got my hairs cut, stopped in a fantastic sweet shop for a treat, and then (stupidly) decided to hit the grocery store for stuff for dinner. That was one stop too many.

But my hair is cute, so it all works out, right?

But my hair is cute, so it all works out, right?

I'd say so!

When I crutched out to my car, I realized that I was parked close to the car next to me and that the space in between was all snow and ice. There was a teenager who had just emerged from another car and I asked if he would back my car out of the spot so I could get in. I think I made that kid's day. Also turned out that he is Persian, so I thanked him in Farsi.