Sacrifice for the word!
Martin's finishing our taxes.
The girls are asleep and I should be writing or at least cleaning the kitchen or bettering myself in some way.
Please read my column tomorrow morning; it's a celebration of our sweet eight-year old friend, her sister and their granddad--they tapped their own maple trees and made their own syrup. I had some on my pancakes this morning, and it tasted divine. I wish, like a maple, such miraculous things could happen to me over the winter. The freeze would just make me run swifter and sweeter.
We had sleet and rain today. Anyone have spring out there? I coaxed the lilacs this morning--they're beading out deep velvet purple--Just wait, wait, wait a little longer. Maybe I was talking to myself.
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We had some uncommonly cold, wet dreary weather these past two weeks.
It is back to spring tomorrow at 80 and sunny.
I too slave over taxes, eFiled your cousin's yesterday, HR Block does that free for active duty military
He is now officially a 1st LT, the Colonel flew to his base yesterday for the pinning ceremony.
Now I get to do our taxes Oh Joy, Oh Delight!
Hang in there kids, Spring really is on the way!
A big Robin with a nice fat worm in her mouth told me so this AM as I walked Charlie.
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