Yum!
Well, we have a theme today, somehow. Through no fault of my own, in fact while two doors down visiting a tailor shop, I accidentally went to a bakery and came home with this:
Well, what would you have done? You'd have come home with it, too, I'm sure. Coconut white cake! Raspberry in the middle! (It's good. Especially nice with diet coke.) (Sh, I know I'm not being consistent. There is an exception for cake.) (An exception to almost anything.)
Also firmly in the Yum category is the Totally Spiffy Package from my Secret Pal! Thank you, SP! Voila:
The yum may not be totally visible. The nice planter is filled, in the parts not filled with sock yarn of a fabulous and wondrous nature, with chocolate. Yay! And there are also seeds for me to plant (and probably kill, but we live in hope), and some wee stitch markers that are spiffological and also cute. Thank you thank you! (I love the SP exchange, I really do.)
Less yum but tangentially related is the revival of my kitchen sink's garbage disposal unit. A glass broke in the dishwasher about a week ago and the shards were swept, like all detritus from my dishwasher, into the garbage disposal. Garbage disposals, I have learned, do not like to eat glass. They dislike it very much indeed. So I have tried to fix it, for days and days sticking my arm into the guts of the dishwasher and the disposal and grabbing the bits of glass and getting them out, tiny piece by tiny, garbage-coated piece. Did you know that pieces of glass small enough to be largish grains of sand still make the garbage disposal unhappy? Well, now you do! Yet another public service I humbly provide. You're welcome. I finally cleared them all out, and the unit is now happy again. Yay!
Following on from "sticking arm into garbage disposal," the estimated taxes are Done, Done, Done. I still have to mail the estimated first quarterly payment for the dear old Commonwealth of Massachusetts, but I will wait until the last possible second to do that (so there, taxman!). I have wrestled the tax software into submission long enough to get it to spit out a completely revised Alternative Minimum Tax calculation bearing in mind all my new Itemized Deductions, and the numbers are staying right where they are until the next quarterly filing date. I'll have the whole horrible mess to do over again then, but for now, it's done. It's quite weird making up numbers for my income and seriously calculating what the tax might hypothetically be, and then paying that. I feel unsettled doing it, and slightly crazy.
Time for some more chocolate, perhaps. Yeah. Cheers, all! Thanks again, SP!
posted by Liz @ 6:37 PM
9 Comments:
You're very welcome!
The teeny stitch markers are especially for sock knitting, so I know that you will be able to put them to good use.
Admittedly, I had a very hard time not indulging in a bit of that chocolate, but I was good...my goodness can be your badness. ; )
Now, could you pass a little of that cake my way?
You GO you tax doer. Here you roar. Did we ever think we'd grow up and do taxes and have filing cabinets? Yuck.
Lovely cake!
Hear, I mean ; )
Here's hoping the cake will cancel out the garbage disposal, and the chocolate will cancel out the taxes... or something like that. We have an accountant do ours. What can I tell you? We are lazy crud.
aren't the hypothetical taxes a bitch? The first year DH had his biz we didn't know we were supposed to do that. Then a nasty little letter from the state of Wisconsin told us.. hey, your supposed to do this.. if you don't we'll penalize you, so start doing it. But.. if you over estimate or underestimate, we'll penalize you again!
Karl Rove had more class than the taxman...ugh.
Glad you got it all done though, yay you.. you deserve that cake ;) And congrats on a fabulous SP package. You are an excellent spoiler, you deserve it!
OMG that cake looks so good. (Note to self: make coconut cake NOW) Nice to have the taxes done, isn't it? Like Lucia I am "lazy crud" so I admire your tackling of the project. Definitely a chocolate-worthy accomplishment :)
I have to do the same thing for next year. I never bother to make quarterly estimates and this year, I got slammed with $999 for the feds and a mere $94 for the Commonwealth. I've decided that a $1100 tax bill means I should really start making those estimates Dad has been nagging me about for the past ten years. :(
Thank God for having a CPA for a father. It makes it much easier to break down into tears and wailing at the sight of the bill. :(
Hypothetical taxes are like imaginary numbers -- just too much for my poor brain to handle. You absolutely deserve cake and chocolate and yarn and all good things as a reward for sticking with it.
Myself, I would have walked out with a coconut cake with lemon in the middle, but that's just splitting hairs. Congrats on making it through your taxes, and thanks for the garbage disposal advice.
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