we just had our taxes done. which, whatever. i'm glad i'm not canadian where they have free healthcare and all of that crap. but man. i hate taxes. particularly, i hate things like schedule a, words like itemized, AGI and other such things.
but, luckily, i'm only having to pay $450 to the feds, and $75 comes back from the state. which could be much worse. but it's not worse. so yay. and also, it could be worse in that i could be an accountant. i'd be so much less fun. granted, i'm sure there are really fun accountants out there -- but the two that i know are not very fun (shhh - dont' tell them. they're still nice people. you just don't make midnight trips to the grocery store wearing funny hats, slippers and buy whipped cream and grapes with them. i'm just sayin.)
in other news, we've purchased a bowflex and an exercise bike. and by we, i mean, my husband has purchased these things. he's also on steroids. which sounds bad, but actually, he's on steroids as medication. i was actually on steroids as well for my asthma and bronchitis -- so you can imagine how fun the arm-wrestling tournaments were. but so yeah - i'm a little afraid he's going to be roughly the size of a professional wrestler before long. i'm sure he was also afraid that i would be the size of a professional wrestler before long and refused to let me near the bowflex, lest i develop "unfeminine muscles."
which is funny when you think about it - but i'm still afraid j's going to get bigger boobs than me. (okay, so on him they're pecs, but you know what i mean.)
st. patrick's day is coming up, so stac -- how about dinner at cassile's? (i've been meaning to call stacey for weeks. but it's no surprise that in addition to no blogging, i've been anti-social.)
So many books...
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