This and that
March 23, 2007 by Wendy Cooper
I have been having all sorts of fun lately but nothing worth blogging about. Here is a short run down on what is new around here.
- Our Bell ExpressVu dish fell off the front of our house. Four of the five screws came out and we got it off in time to stop it from crashing into our picture window. We called all of our friends who had ladders but no one was at home. It was $10 at the Rent It Store for a ladder and the dish was dangling so precariously that we didn’t even need a wrench to get out the last screw, it literally fell into Jordon’s hands.
- I am writing a novel… a murder mystery. They say they everyone has a novel in them. I am seeing if that is true.
- Maggi’s goose is just disgusting. Slime, snow, water, and dog saliva… all in one convenient package that she sleeps with and carries around with her at all time. It is drying on the front step right now and she is rather depressed.
- Yes, I said snow. We still have a lot of it and I even though it is to be 16 degrees celcius tomorrow, it will need a couple of days of that for it to melt. Then I get to go clean up a winter’s worth of dog poop in the back yard. If it dries quickly, we may just mow all of it up and toss it in the composter to rot. If not, I get to start scooping. Napalm should be available for these kinds of jobs.
- Ahhh! I have to pay income tax this year! Doh! Doh! Doh! Oh wait, I can deduct my depression medication from the bill so I should be okay. Three cheers for depression!
Ahh! Income tax! What a Pain ! Don’t you guys have 222’s? - Aspirin plus Caffeine plus Codeine? I always buy a couple when I’m in Canada, they’re not prescription, but you do have to sign for them.
I just submitted my taxes (electronic filing), did all my deductions (like mileage to remote sites). Then I realized that I could have deducted half my meals. I bought a huge plate of Chinese from a gas station (Hint-Hint). It was edible - barely. But I left the final verdict for my wife, later today.
It’s bad!!! But it’s deductible!!!
(Write that book!)
our golden retriever used to have a duck puppet that she loved desperately - it got so gross that we used to call it the “toilet duck” - it stunk so bad, but would go almost mental when you actually put your hand in it and brought it to life. it makes me miss her when i read about maggie and her goose.