I concur!Outstanding wing dings. SM sets an example for all to follow.
Your mother in law provided you with a wife who puts up with you... out of respect you need to invite her to move in with you. She is going to be lonely and in pain for somemtime, having you as a punching bag is the support she needs.Wooo, Last day of work of 9 days. Flying off to DC on Monday to Bury my Father in Law at Arlington National Cemetery, then do some sight seeing. Do you think they would mind if I pushed the MIL into the hole just before they cover him with dirt?
I've been using the gym lately too....I'm there for gymnastics practices and don't need to do any christmas shopping. I find that I don't like it and would rather be outside...don't know how you do it everyday!A three day weekend looms following this work day. As such, this work day needs to end already ffs. Another day, another two workouts to do (swim completed, run this evening). My three day weekend will involve more of that, as well as plenty of sleep, eating, and football watching.
Well I run outside year round unless conditions make it dangerous. All i can say about the indoor swims and spins is that you just get used to it. I am counting down the weeks until I get take the tri bike back out (I estimate seven weeks).I've been using the gym lately too....I'm there for gymnastics practices and don't need to do any christmas shopping. I find that I don't like it and would rather be outside...don't know how you do it everyday!
Charm school?Still trying to figure out how I'm gonna keep myself amused with the ENTIRE month of February off...
Me too, it's my favorite beer style.@Heidi I am drooling just reading that. Love whisky or bourbon barrel beer (especially stouts).
When I fail my next back ground check, I'm blaming you.صباح الخير، عبيدي المؤمنين!
I have so many great memories of that place. That beer sounds amazing.Edgefield
Snoop Dogg said:Best ribs west of the Mississippi River.
Little monkey and I are getting ribs and brisket for dinner tonight, hot damn.
I wanna party with you, cowgirl.Music, beer, skiing...
I *also* wanna party with you. Though I'd be remiss to call you cowgirl.Still trying to figure out how I'm gonna keep myself amused with the ENTIRE month of February off...
Just a pro-tip (and I do mean JUST the tip): don't Google "party with you, cowgirl" at work.How is it 10:37am and I haven't had any coffee yet? Eff.
I wanna party with you, cowgirl.
I *also* wanna party with you. Though I'd be remiss to call you cowgirl.
Go on...Just a pro-tip (and I do mean JUST the tip): don't Google "party with you, cowgirl" at work.
Thanks, now on to bleaching my eyeballs.In honor of Full Frontal Friday, I gif you The Hoff™
Got word from my lender today that his underwriter approved the non-amendment of my 2013 return and is waiving the requirement for IRS transcripts for my 2014 return. Loan is approved, close next Friday. It appears that my 2014 fell in to an IRS black hole as my tax guy e-filed in December, and the IRS system is shut down from 10/15 to the end of the year. Bonus is, old fart tax guy resubmitted my 2014 return electronically, with the correct bank account info this time.Buying a house is stressful.
Waiting now. Stressed. Blarrrrgh.
- Lender wants to know why loss from a side business (the Race Car™) wasn't reported on my 2013 return. I write a letter explaining I probably forgot to give the K-1 to my tax guy, they seem okay with that explanation.
- Lender tells me they want the 2013 return amended. They tell me this 3 days before the loan objection deadline.
- Can't get ahold of my tax guy—he's old and ornery and is notorious for tuning out for days at a time.
- Get another tax guy to look at amending the return—his recommendation is to not amend it because tax reasons. Okay fine, Lender seems to be okay with this as long as there's a letter explaining what we're doing and why. Done. Whew.
- Personal returns for 2014 were filed late, lender has requested transcripts (i.e. proof I filed) multiple times with no success. Uh oh.
- Also notice that my tax guy (the old fart) didn't put the correct bank account number on my 2014 filing for direct deposit—he fat fingered one digit. Eff.
- Go to the bank, find out the account number he entered doesn't exist. Whew... at least some other shmuck doesn't have my money.
- I call IRS, work through all their BS security to figure out A.) how to fix the incorrect number on the return and B.) where the EFF my transcripts are.
- IRS informs me they don't have anything on record for 2014 for me, other than my extension from this spring.
- Desperately calling tuned-out tax guy to get him to confirm e-filing returns.
How is it 10:37am and I haven't had any coffee yet? Eff.
It's nothing to worry about. Just a bunch of pintrest and etsy entries for little girls birthday parties. serious.Go on...
See, that's what I came up with as well. Hey @SkaredShtles what's my name? Fvck you, that's my name.It's nothing to worry about. Just a bunch of pintrest and etsy entries for little girls birthday parties. serious.
.See, that's what I came up with as well. Hey @SkaredShtles what's my name? Fvck you, that's my name.
Note to self: watch Glengarry Glen Ross.
Not yet. The State of Vermont approached us about legalizing some existing trails, and has subsequently been waffling magnificently.Did you win any?