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Jan. 28th, 2011 01:18 pmToday's awesome: I made cherry scones last night, and they came out quite well despite the fact that I still don't know what temperature my oven will think it's set for on any given day. (I'm trying to encourage one of my coworkers, who wants to learn scones now that she's mastered biscotti. She said if I made scones and brought her one, she'd bring me one when she made them. She was very happy with mine.)
I feel like I should have a plan for this weekend, but I don't really. I'll do my taxes if the student loan interest form shows up. I wish it would show up before February. I like to get my taxes done in January if at all possible, so I can thumb my nose at the increasingly urgent commercials for tax preparation services afterward. From 1918 - 1955, taxes were due on March 15. Beware the Ides of March, indeed.
The days are getting longer. I still get home in the dark, but it isn't dark yet when I leave work. I like this idea. Perhaps someday we'll stop having plowable snow dropped on us every week. (I make no promises about any of the snow actually melting.)
I feel like I should have a plan for this weekend, but I don't really. I'll do my taxes if the student loan interest form shows up. I wish it would show up before February. I like to get my taxes done in January if at all possible, so I can thumb my nose at the increasingly urgent commercials for tax preparation services afterward. From 1918 - 1955, taxes were due on March 15. Beware the Ides of March, indeed.
The days are getting longer. I still get home in the dark, but it isn't dark yet when I leave work. I like this idea. Perhaps someday we'll stop having plowable snow dropped on us every week. (I make no promises about any of the snow actually melting.)
