Comments (0) While on my way to work this morning, I traveled behind another Chevy Corsica that had damage to the passenger rear view mirror. Evidently, I’m not the only person who owns a Corsica that has a garage that jumps out at them.
Liberty Tax struck my funny bone again today when I was on my way to pickup Noah at his daycare. A location on the North side of town had five people dressed as the Statue of Liberty swaying and jumping outside. The only thing that would have made it better would have been them busting into choreography.
When I was young, my mom kept hot tea bags in an open sided, three level drawer to the right of the stove. I happened to think about this yesterday, and it surprised me that I had almost completely forgotten about it. I can recall the sounds of all the items on the three levels of the drawer shifting when opening and shutting it. However, I find it funny that I don’t recall what the other items were.
It is time for preparing to file that tax paperwork again! People standing outside in freezing temperatures and wearing Statue of Liberty costumes signifies this. They wave to people passing by to entice them to use Liberty Tax Service to prepare their taxes.
Some of them are quite mechanical looking: slowly moving one hand back and forth and rotating their bodies as if they are lawn sprinklers. Others are quite enthusiastic about their job: jumping sporadically to make sure they catch the eye of everyone that passes by. Usually, I’ll chuckle at all of them, but the over animated ones will get me to laugh out loud.
None of them, unfortunately, will get me to use their service. It doesn’t work for the people advertising “Hot ‘n’ Ready Pizza for $6″ either.
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Noah and I like both kinds of Donut Gems: powdered sugar and chocolate covered. While I prefer the powdered sugar ones, he prefers the chocolate covered ones. Although, when asked which ones he likes better, he’ll say, “I like both.” I guess sugar is sugar; it’s all the same anyway.
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