Daily Photo Shoot – Day 26

I’m really running on empty here. I promised a Daily Photo Shoot for the month of February. I have three more, including this one, to do but all this is about is one lonely little photo for you:

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Just some oven mitts that I got from someone, or from somewhere, but I cannot remember where or from whom. Oh well. I love them but do not use them. I have more durable and thicker ones I use for the oven, these are just decorative and have ended up living on this hutch in the dining room, just outside the kitchen door.

When I married Paul, people started giving me “lobster” things for gifts, which is appropriate I guess. But chatchki’s can get to be dust collectors if you get too many of them. But these I do love and keep them hung up there.

I’ve been stuck into my tax returns today. Not fun. We do our own ourselves and since we file married-filing-separately, I have to do mine which seems to get more and more confusing every year. Most of my life I would use that 1040EZ form and it was a cinch. Being married and being a homeowner and having other little things creeping in one’s life along the way all conspire to make Tax Season less than fun.

I needed a figure from Paul’s federal tax form to insert into my state tax form, so he spent all day doing his yesterday and he gave me the needed figure last night. Today I spent all morning doing up my state tax forms and after several hours and lots of pulling of hair and gnashing of teeth, I am getting there, nearing the end, when Paul comes home from out on the water (yes!) and says that he may have to change that figure he gave me…

What?????????????

I now may have to revise all that paperwork including the stupid Health Care forms, which, if the rest of the country has to do what we in Mass. have to do, will be a royal pain in the butt. Worksheets galore…I am sick of it… but it turned out that I made such little money last year that I don’t have to pay the penalty for not being covered with health insurance. Medicare will pick me up this year but last year was a wash. The penalty can be up to $2,000 for not being insured if you could have afforded it, but we fell well below the level of affordability.

So that’s it. Maybe tomorrow I’ll get my act together and get a better Photo Shoot. This one is pretty darn pathetic. Maybe I’ll find a dog picture to throw in here too. Better yet, how about a cat picture?

Isabelle & Woody

The late, great, Isabelle and Woodie-Woodfin. The best kitties ever! I miss those sweet souls (both girls) so darn much!

Oh here’s a dog picture too…

Paul and our beloved Muffin

I always loved this picture. Paul had a lot more hair then.

And another, taken on the day Muff moved in with us…

Muffin Collie-Flower - the "glamour girl"

The Muff (Muffin Collie-Flower), our first collie together, was the most unbelievably beautiful tri-color collie we’d ever seen. She was 6 when we got her and 10 when we lost her. Way too soon…too young. She had cancer of the nose and it was not pretty. But she was pretty and we called her the Glamour Girl when she lived here.

And my deepest condolences to Rhubarb who had to say goodbye to her darling Callie-cat yesterday – such a hard thing to do… hugs for you, Rhu.

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6 Responses to Daily Photo Shoot – Day 26

  1. TopsyTurvy says:

    I use to do my US taxes by hand every year, even capital gains and losses. Never had a problem, it was so straight forward. (Well, I had to really study up on the capital gains stuff before I did it.) But try to do those monsters here in Canada and you get a new appreciation for tax forms done in – well, not even Greek. Maybe cuneiform or something? I have NEVER gotten even one Canadian tax form right! Not one! DH always has to come save me and he figures out what I did wrong.

    Bex, love your oven mitts! They sure put a smile on my face this morning.

    Sorry to hear about Rhu’s kitty.

    Ironically, I was looking at Blue Ringnecked Indian Parrots the other day after seeing a picture of one in a catalog (as a “prop”). The thing that gave me pause about them was they can live from 20 to 50 years – and that made me concerned about getting one, as I’d hate to think about a pet of mine out-living me by decades and not knowing how well they’d be taken care of. The exact opposite of what you’d been thinking.

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  2. Anna says:

    I know you said you didn’t want to do this (Jeez, and I’m halfway through my blog, moaning about someone who doesn’t listen, so sorry) but in case you miss taking a pic a day, here’s a list of topics you might find fun.

    http://fatmumslim.com.au/march-2013-photo-a-day-challenge-get-the-list-details-and-more/

    My Bobcat is getting old and although I hate her a lot of the time, I dread the day she’s not there. Lovely pics xxx

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  3. Nina Camic says:

    When you think about it — every item in your house has a story behind it!

    A nice set of photos, Bex! All of them with good stories.

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  4. Sandy Freel says:

    Been there also and lost pets that was like family…so sorry for your lost Rhubarb..it hurts.
    We have 5 inches of new snow and still coming down faster now.
    Thanks for a good blog today Bex…made me rethink on my lose of Muffin so many years ago…I hope whoever took him showed love to the tiny puppy he was

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  5. Bex says:

    Totally agree… pets’ lives are just way too short, either that or humans’ lives are way too long. When you think about it, a lot of pets only live 10 or 15 years. What’s that? A nano-second in the scheme of things. You just get totally in love with them and then they move on… to higher and better places… My pets have always visited me in many many dreams so I don’t quite feel separated from them. They’ve kept in touch. I hope Callie does too, for you.

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  6. Rhubarb says:

    Thank you, dear friend. There is still a cat-sized depression in the afghan at the end of the couch. I suppose I should do something about it, but I can’t quite bring myself to erase all her special places. I did take pictures a couple of months ago and I would post them from my iPhone if I knew how. But for now, I use them as wallpaper.

    There’s something amiss in the Universe when our friends-in-fur have such short lives.

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