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Giving Credit (a re-post)

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(Note: This post is reblogged from the past. Yeah, well, I’m kinda busy. Tax season and all that…)

It’s almost Tax Day.

And as usual, in spite of my oh-so honest intentions to get my butt in gear and get my forms in on time, I will confess that I’m filing an extension.
Again.

I do have a perfectly good excuse, however — actually, make that two perfectly good excuses: my daughters.

See, I’ve been busy cooking and cleaning and shuttling them to school and shopping and sleepovers and afterschool stuff… Oh yeah, and then there’s that job I’ve been working to pay for many of the aforementioned activities.

I’m not complaining, though. It’s what parents do. And my girls are the light of my life, and so very, very worth everything I do for them.

But on Tax Day, I get a bit more appreciative of how much they mean to me.

This year, it’s around $2,000.

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Giving Credit

They truly are annoying when they whine or when they fight,
when complaining about homework or a shoe that won’t tie right;
plus, they’re noisy and they’re stinky and they cost a lot to feed,
and it seems there’s always some new toy they really, REALLY need.

They keep us from our sleep and leave us stretched from all the stress;
they muddy up the floors and leave their rooms a massive mess;
they dismiss and disobey us and then question all our knowledge;
they rebel and they revolt and then they leave or flee to college.

Yet though they test and tax us, we’re still glad for our kids’ births,
And today I have to say that I do realize their worth;
So even if they misbehave, for once I just won’t sweat it,
‘Cause I’m thankful for and so adore my beautiful tax credits.

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©2012 Carlotta Eike Stankiewicz

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A Limerick A Day – Day 30 – Peep Show

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I’m kinda like this kid when it comes to Peeps. I’ve loved ‘em since waaaaaayyyy back when they only came in yellow and only in the chick shape. And I love them to this day, when you can get them in the bunny shape and Halloween shapes and Christmas shapes and every color of the rainbow and even in chocolate-dipped and chocolate mousse-flavored versions.

I’m not alone in my Peep passion. The mini marshmallow marvels are more popular than ever in their 60th year of existence, and the company that hatches them, Just Born, is enjoying record profits.  I know that there are some people whose enthusiasm for Peeps rests solely on their scientific value. I am also acutely aware that there exist certain weirdos who (shudder) DON’T LIKE PEEPS.

But I’m okay with that. Not everyone can share my undying affection for this über-sweet confection. As long as you refrain from denigrating them in my presence and from shooting them with a rifle, we’ll get along just fine. Even better, if you join me in professing an eternal love for them, I’ll consider you one of my dearest peeps.

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I’ve a more sweet than bitter confession
To reveal (there’s no point in suppression):
I’ve a love that runs deep
For most everything Peep -
I guess you could call it obsession.

Indulgence I’ve often forsworn of them,
Pledging not to partake in Peep porn and then
Around will come Easter
And this fevered feaster
Finds that with sweet desire I’m Just Born again.

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©2013 Carlotta Eike Stankiewicz
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Breakfast with my peeps.

Breakfast with my peeps.


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A Limerick A Day – Day 19 – Buyer Beware

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You’ve probably heard Macklemore’s “Thrift Shop” playing endlessly on the radio, but have you seen the video? (WARNING: there’s one lyric that may be NSFW- depending on where you work.) My 15-year-old turned me on to it some months ago, and I just love it. Cracks me up every time.

My older teen discovered our local thrift shop scene about a year ago. I’d been dragging both daughters to Savers and Goodwill to buy the occasional one-wear-only school performance outfit and to find winter sports gear that they’d don only a few times before they grew out of it.

One day, the 15-year-old spotted a sweet Delia’s sweater for $1.99 and a brand new pair of Abercrombie jeans for $2.99. She was hooked.

On our recent Spring Break road trip through Texas, New Mexico and Colorado, we stopped at a few places to get our thrift shop on. She ended up with an entire “new” spring/summer wardrobe. I landed a baby blue Coach bag for $14.99.

Poppin’ tags, indeed.

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Buyer Beware

Once you’ve scored at a thrift store, it’s funny
How that feeling is sweeter than honey
As you load shopping bags
So full from popping tags
That you’re sure to go broke saving money.

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©2013 Carlotta Eike Stankiewicz
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