Taxing Week

With a couple inches of ice on the ground here, it's been a week of slipping and sliding. Thank goodness I never lost power, when about 12,000 other people in the county did. It's supposed to be up to 48, so I'm hoping all this crap will melt away. Goodbye Winter Storm 08!

It's Valentine's Day, so I'm planning on slipping up (no pun intended) to the Big City after work to surprise J. He has choir practice tonight, so I'm going to put a card on under his wiper blade, and then head on to the house. I'm calling in sick tomorrow, because I am sick and tired of working hard all week...plus I do feel a little run down.

Last night, I finished my taxes at Gal Pal's house. We always buy Turbo Tax together and split the cost. I'm confused, because this year I only get $38 back in state taxes, when I usually get around 200 or so. What's dissappointing, is that last year I used my federal return to buy my plane ticket to Bangkok. This year, I don't have a fun trip planned :-(

Sarah and I went to Bangkok together, and we joked at immigration that we'd never make it on the Amazing Race, because it took us forever to get through the line. Of course you don't see the teams waiting in line at customs or immigration, since it's boring stuff.

Well last night, I had another weird dream...that Sarah and I were on the Amazing Race...we were parachuting out of a plane and landed in Pakistan. No other teams were around. And this morning looking back, I don't recall any camera crews either. That should have been my first indictation. We were running through an airport, and I saw two friends from high school, but it didn't occur to me it's weird to see two white women from Kentucky in a Pakistani airport. So Sarah and I are running and running and get on a plane to Rio de Janero, and they give us seats in business class, but you can't get business class seats on TAR...so it was a big mess. Even more strange...Sarah never talked in my dream. We never made it to Rio, because the plane never took off...the pilot couldn't figure out which runway to use, so we were just driving on the ground around some city in Pakistan.

Not sure what that means.

Happy Valentine's to all...

"W"