For well over a month, now, I haave owed Em a hat. I got all ambitious with the pink thing that would not shrink, and failed. So I started again. With some warm Merino handspun. Finally, after the blizzards are done, I have a hat to send her. From the time this hat arrives, it will no doubt be balmy until November. Timing is SO important!

I decided that yesterday was the day to get the taxes pulled together. I now have a sparkling clean kitchen and re-conditioned litterboxes. I will do anything rather than face the taxes. Numbers hate me, and all the important tax words are somehow in a foriegn language. "Realized general debt." I understand the individual words, and even sort of guess what they're talking about, but where are the numbers they want to go with this? I don't think we have a realized general debt. Our accountant is the most PATIENT man! I should hand-deliver our grocery bag full of receipts and take him a big plate of cookies at the same time.

(I worked as a receptionist for H&R Block for a After the first of April, desperate people began showing up with madness in their eyes, and a paper grocery sack full of receipts.The accountants, if given the least warning, would run screaming from the room and lock themselves in a bathroom stall rather than deal with those clients. Those sessions always ended in extensions and tears.

So I gave myself a treat when I finally whipped the forms into as much shape as I could manage. It was 60 degrees and sunny. I went for a walk. Here's some color for those of you still snow-bound.