Doing My Taxes

I have always been one of those people who do their taxes as soon as the W2s come in the mail. It is easy and I get money back usually. Well it seems that a few years of honestly forgetting to report some of my income has caused the IRS to look a little more closely at my returns. This coupled with the fact I make just enough money that I do not qualify for most credits and simultaneously do not make enough money to get the really good breaks; I am basically screwed this year. I know it is the law and all that but I feel that I need some sort of incentive to file my taxes. They already have my money why should I have to file out a bunch of paperwork now?

The Apology

Earlier I walked into a re-occurring frustrating situation and I expressed my opinion loudly and less than diplomatically. I later learned that I hurt some people’s feelings with my opinions. While I stand by my opinions, I did regret that hurt any one’s feelings. I actually felt really bad about it and wrote an email apologizing to those who were offended. I got a response to my apology that was so ungracious, childish and insulting that I had to read 3 times to be sure that I was reading it correctly. My first reaction was to respond with a “Oh, no you didn’t motherfucker!” email, but I held my tongue and ignored it. I am trying really hard to stay above this. I apologized, but now I want to retract my apology and blame this man for everything from global warming to my dog sitter catching the flu.

Mini Vacation

I took a mini vacation this weekend. I suppose to go away to a warm sunny place but those things never seem to work out for me. Since I requested the time off and I have become a little burnt out at work, I decided to take the time to putter around the house. Friday, I just prepared for the dinner party and I bought a few books and read them.

Three Little Lies – For book about lies, very little lying going on, perhaps that is why I liked it so much, not enough sex

Devil In Winter - This was alright. Not real original

The Rogue’s Return - I like Jo Beverley, but hate books with big secrets. If the stupid bitch just told the truth from the beginning it would saved all of us from torture of 380 pages.

Sunday, I spent the day recovering and took a little trip to the great state of Indiana. I met a dog named buddy and had a diet sized portion of Chile Rellenos. After all that excitement, I needed a nap and then did some dishes. I know! I lead an exciting life.

On my final day of vacation, I spent the day working in the yard. There is a dead tree in my back yard that has been raining braches all winter. I hauled the branches away, and then I raked up the last of leaves. I worked for about 3 hours and I never made it to the front yard, but I made some considerable progress. Now I can’t move. I am so sore, but have spent the rest of the evening trying to figure out how many calories I burned and what I can eat.

The Dinner Party

It is probably not the best idea for a person on a diet to throw a dinner party. However, I am sometimes a big moron. So last night I threw a dinner party for some close friends. I believe that everyone had a good time and the food turned out really well if I do say so myself. The theme was sort of Spanish. Here was the menu.

Agua de Valencia

Leek, Prosciutto and Cheese Empanadas
Salmorejo Cordobés
Cheese Straws
Baguette

Bodegas Castano 2003 Solanera
Extra-large bottle Chianti

Braised Chicken with Garlic and White Wine
Catalan Spinach
Potato Croquetas with Saffron Ailoi
Roasted Sweet Onions with Cabrales Blue Cheese
Rosemary Olive Bread

Serra de Estrela 2004 Albarino
Vinos Sin-Ley 2004 G5 Garnacha

Cappuccino cake
Lemon Poppy Seed Cake (w/o the compote)

For those not keeping track that was 5 bottles of wine, 4 regular bottles of wine and one really big bottle wine and only 3 of us were drinking. Because I am on diet I only ate a tiny amount of food, but I did drink a LOT of wine. Needless to say I was very drunk, as were all the drinkers. The best part of the party was waking up this morning to find that more than one person had thrown up in my very small bathroom. Nothing is worse than red wine puke. Nothing.

Well maybe dealing with Truck drool.

Truck missed you

Doesn't he look happy to be back?

What he is really thinking is I wish mamma would get off this fucking diet and give me some real food.

The Diet

I am on what the world keeps telling me is a completely reasonable diet, but I am about to lose my mind. I want food! The only thing that is keeping me sane is hot sauce. A little hot sauce is the only way I can all the whole wheat bread and lettuce down.

Sure it may kill you but at least taking handfuls of pharmaceuticals from Mexico is looking like a lot better idea right about now.

That Funny Feeling

I have that funny feeling that something is happening in my world that I am not being told about. I do not have a bad feeling, like it is not serious, but I just feel like something is going on around me and I do not know what it is. Perhaps I am just paranoid, but I don't think this "thing" has anything to do with me. I am just nosy.

Oh My

I had no idea it had been so long since I last had written. I am making no promises, butI will try to write about all the interesting things happening in my life.