Today is “Fat Tuesday”. It is the day before the beginning of Lent. This is my kind of day. Eat to excess. Drink to excess. Hey, I do that everyday.
In case you forget, Thursday is Valentine’s Day. I will resist my speech on “contrived commercial exploitation”. It is a day to remember your “sweetie”. It doesn’t have to be diamonds, charm bracelets, or long stemmed roses. It can be as simple as a hand written poem or a caring act. Maybe a few simple words like “I love you”. So here we go. I love you all. Please be my Valentine. Please. Pretty please!
I began entering information into my Turbo-Tax software yesterday. My intent was to “pick away” at it in pieces. You know. Income info (of which there wasn’t much) one day. Deductions the next day. Then medical detail. You get the idea. Wouldn’t you know that one hour would lead to a second hour. Pretty soon I had completed both my Federal and State returns all in one sitting. I still need to check data and file, but essentially I’m done for another year.
Grasshopper No.1 showed Mom how to prepare bean soup. It has something to do with boiling the beans and ham shank in a crockpot overnight and then adding veggies. The soup was scrumptious but the smell permeates the house for a day. Maybe that is what heaven smells like: bean soup.
Hug your Valentine (maybe even your spouse).
Love,
Dad