I DID IT! I signed up for my first triathlon. Swimming has been going great this year, I've lost a lot of weight and I'm in the best shape I've been in for a long time. Jerry is training for the Wisconsin Ironman, and while I can surely say I have NO desire to give that a try, a sprint triathlon is more my speed. Of course, this means I'll have to start running, when it warms up, if that ever happens. And I like to run about as much as Deb likes to shave.
I also finished and mailed our taxes this week. I'm still not into e-file, the thought of having to spend money when I don't have to, that refund is all mine, baby. Well, not really. Jerry, Mr. Responsible (Anna called him nerdy?!?) says let's put it towards the principal on the house. I say, "New furniture, yippee!" Alas, I am not a Kilgore (only by marriage), therefore, I am not right and will not win this discussion.
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I guess I married the right Kilgore!!!
Congrats on having a goal. Good for you. Best of luck. I hope to get myself on board for a 5K run this spring too. I struggle just to complete that, nevermind a swim and bike ride on top of that!!!
Ok. You can compromise on the refund thing. Let me explain :) how you can rationalize it. Half goes towards principle, half towards furniture, on the grounds that a nicely decorated house increases house value. Everyone wins!! Either way, I'd be happy with the refund. We always pay since we don't have any two-legged tax deductions. Aparently the IRS gets very hostile about doggie deductions...
-CA Kilgores
Here's a compromise: You get furniture, Jerry gets to keep having a smokin' hot wife:) Sounds fair to me!
I meant it in a very heart-warming way. You know Jerry is one of my four favorite brothers. Come on. Let a girl get a good rib in there every now and then. I haven't forgotten who was King Of Hearts once upon a time...
Seriously, I don't think he's a nerd. At all.
In the interest of full disclosure:
I am not training for a triatholon. I am not an Ironwoman and I will not be running in a 5K. Or a 1/2K. Or riding a bike. Or shaving. Nor will I be swimming. If I had my way, no one would even see me in a bathing suit. Because of this lifestyle, I shouldn't eat fudge, but I do. And my taxes will be dropped off at the post office promptly on April 17, the extended deadline. I'm sure I do have goals, I just don't know what they are. I buy my Halloween costumes at Walmart and my children watch TV and like to play with weapons (including the 18-month old who also hits). My husband was never arrested nor was he King of Hearts, though I do believe he considers himself a recovering nerd. Do I get to stay in the family? :-)
I guess today's arrival of fudge means I'm still in! Time to kick back with several pounds of sugar and butter and watch American Idol...don't tell anybody! :-)
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