Death to the taxes

I hate tax season. Always have. Even when I only had my one lonely W-2 with no deductions or anything. This years it's worse. With me watching Lynnea and Dylan, we have to report the income (which is fine, I understand that) but the forms? Eye eye eye. I think we've reached the point where H&R Block is gonna get a call. In theory we owe over $2,000 to Uncle Sam and owe nothing to Wisconsin. We don't get a refund from state either. Something's amiss there. I'll be a nervous wreck before this is over. (Can you tell I'm paranoid about an audit years from now? Receipts? What?)

If my son tries to put his finger in my rear again, I'm sending him to therapy. I know he likes the word "butt" and any chance he gets to say it, he's all over it, but........haha but.........he will come up behind (ha behind - ok I'll stop now) he'll come up behind you all quiet and then holy shnighkies....he's trying to explore. I've spilled more drinks this week with that stunt. At least there was no alcohol in them. That would be a waste and I will not have that in this house.

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DOODLEBOPS UNMASKED - ALL THREE

Please do not ask me to email photos out, I get entirely too many requests for them. These are the ones that I have at home, thanks to a couple of sources.

Customer Appreciation Day

Dear Crotchety Broad, While I love my job and think it's the easiest one in the world to have, I do not think dealing with your ass was easy. Here are some highlights from my fabulous time with you: When your cashier is ringing up your precious produce, putting the codes in (from memory thank you very much), don't start trash talking her. I didn't hear you ask if I needed help because, well, um, I was busy ringing your shit up. When I look up because I heard something , don't look at me and say, " HELLO??" all sarcastic and shit. I will squish your tomatos, avocados and bread. When I ask if you have coupons, that's generally a sign that I am not a mind reader, can't see in your purse and can't predict the future (contrary to what you may think dear customer). As a refresher, here's our coversation: Loverly Cashier: Did you have any coupons today ma'am? (and that ma'am part may or may not have been choked out of my throat) Crotchety Broa...

She Was Heartbroken

After reading about Kim and Reggie breaking up, the Monkey had a moment of silence to reflect on the love that is no longer there. And then she ate part of the page. Fiber! She needs fiber ya know! She wasn't as into the Saved By The Bell article like her favorite Auntie was (ahem) but she did kiss Zack Morris. No lie. Puckered right on up and layed one on him. He hasn't been the same since.

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