• 15 minute posts,  B reviews,  Family Matters

    Pollywog Cereal

    we love Uncle Tim

    My Uncle Tim (my dad’s brother) was here for a few days to visit my Grandpa. He stayed at my mom’s house and every morning had breakfast with us. He is so much fun. He had Bug going for days, telling her that there were pollywogs in her cereal. It was hilarious. You’d think a five-year-old wouldn’t fall for such a trick but Bug has an imagination a mile long and apparently my Uncle Tim has a funny bone to match.

    after breakfast moment

    I’m really going to miss him. I love having company for breakfast. Maybe I will have to have that bed and breakfast someday. I did burn the oatmeal one day but that was minor compared to all the good times we had.

    Grandpa

    We had my grandpa over for a few of the days too and my uncle recorded some movies of Grandpa telling old stories while sitting in Beatrice. Grandpa’s short-term memory is shot but his long-term memory is golden. It was fun having family together again. My grandpa seemed to really enjoy being in his old house but I think my “modern art” seriously offended him. I didn’t take his comments too hard since his couch with clocks on it seriously offends me.

    hugging goodbye

    Uncle Tim left this morning to a shower of tears from Bug. I wish he could stay longer but I know his family is missing him too.

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    In other news I have a new post up on my review blog. It’s not really a review. It’s just a little post I wrote for Slim-Fast. I was supposed to write about my 40th birthday and wanting to be skinny-minnie by then. (Ha! I’ve got two years. Eeeek!) But I wrote it back when my site went down and I was such a frazzled mess I ended up writing about prayer instead. So there you have it. You can read about how I’m on the prayer diet. How’s it working out for me, you ask? Not so good. I need to pray more.

  • 15 minute posts,  heavy on photos,  Shop Talk,  Slow News Day

    Tax Prep Dun. Now the worrying…

    taxes

    I spent the day yesterday preparing to file my taxes. I hate this time of year so much. I don’t use any spreadsheets to track my income and out-going expenses so that means I have to sit down with my calculator and the tower of Pisa pile of receipts and add each one up by hand. This is a whole lot of fun for someone who claims to have Dyscalculia. Several times I had to take a break and tell myself over and over, You’re college educated. You can do this. and then practice breathing exercises for five minutes in the bathroom.

    tools

    Every year I vow to start using ibank or quicken or some other program but every time I try to set up accounts I get so overwhelmed with all the tabs and buttons and possibilities I just end up giving up. I swear I’m going to do it this year though because there has to be a better way.

    tax prep a years worth of income tracking

    The only thing I have going for me is that I do like to be organized. I save everything and file it all away neatly like a squirrel. So that helps. I hope all my neatly typed reports get me points with the tax man because I think otherwise I’m going to be one big fat headache for him. Filing separately from Toby is causing a whole bunch of problems, naturally. I closed all of our joint accounts so now I can no longer access my handy dandy online tracking systems (which were really great when I needed to see what checks I deposited etc… I love that check image feature.)

    Then there’s the whole what-can-I-write-off dilemma. Can I write off all the parties I organize? Does blogging it count as business? Party planning posts do generate a lot of traffic on this site but I’m thinking the IRS is not going to go for it. I’m thinking a bounce house is right up there with hiring strippers when it comes to red flags.

    tax sketches

    Of course all this busy work generated some sketches. I figure I’m ready if anyone ever needs to hire me to create some stock art of tax season.

    old puncher 2nd book down 1 to go!

    In other 50mm news, how cool is that old hole-puncher my Aunt gave me? Her office mate moved out and left a bunch of stuff. Most of it was awful 80’s crap but this hole-puncher seemed like a keeper for me. It worked great for all my notebook organizing yesterday. The holes are extra big which is kind of neat.

    I also finished the 2nd Stieg Larsson book. I know I’m late to that book-reading party. I’m really enjoying them though. Right after I finish each book I watch the movie on Netflicks and that’s super fun. Of course I have to watch these in secret from Bug when she is asleep though because they are NOT appropriate for children. Oh my goodness, some of the scenes are not even appropriate for me. But I do love the characters so I keep on watching, not even noticing that I’m reading subtitles. I have to say I’m a little disappointed in the 2nd movie though (I’m half way through it). They left out so many details! I guess that’s why you read the books first!

    movie night for a sick kid

    Bug got to have her own movie night last night. She really wanted to eat popcorn in bed and turn all the lights out “just like a movie theatre” but I refused. I do not like popcorn bits in my sheets! So I set her up with a beverage bar (she’s caught my cold now too and I wanted her to be hydrated) and popcorn and put my laptop far enough away that it wouldn’t be ruined if she spilled. I know Toby is probably looking at that last picture and hyperventilating over the possibility that some beverages might ruin the laptop that he paid so much money for but I am here to say that it was perfectly safe and now it’s back on my desk far far away from any evil liquids of death.

    And that was my day! Now I just sit tight and wait until my tax appointment on Friday to see how much I owe the IRS. Or maybe I’ll get money back. I’m not getting my hopes up.