Nope, I'm back (& my alphabet of taxes)

Well, I tried blogging at weebly. But there are still some things I don't like about it that make blogging too long. So I'll go back to what I had before, which is a feed from here to there. :-)

Today I did Fernando and my taxes. Also from last year, cause that's how kooky my year was. I used to enjoy doing it, but what with moving to BC and moving back, the last few years of taxes have been highly annoying. At one point I yanked my hair, then had to take a pill to ward off the headache that gave me.

BUT. I don't like to whine about taxes, because I am glad to pay them. I'm glad to live in a country that is organized enough to collect taxes--means I live somewhere safe. And I'm glad we pay more taxes than people do in the US, cause I can see the difference in things I read about on facebook. Like leaving it to individual owners to clear the snow from the sidewalks! Cause of course not everyone does. And of course the city doesn't have the resources to pursue them.

Animal protection
Benefits eg disability
Cleared sidewalks
Daycare (in Quebec)
Education
Food safety 
Garbage collection
Hospital visits
Immigration
Justice system
K-9s and lesser cops
Librairies
Medical visits
Nails for infrastructure
Oboes... and other members of the art family
Peacekeeping missions
Quick snow removal (it's pretty quick... unless you were in some boroughs this year)
Regulators
Street cleaning (you don't miss it til it's gone)
Training
Universal health care
Veterans
Welfare
X-rays
Yellow traffic lights (and red and green)
Zippy bike trails & other park maintenance ... lol

Somehow I think this list could be improved.

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Song of the Day - heard on Mohawk Girls

Headdesk

My husband, who already creates confusion by posting on my facebook... has figured out how to post videos on my blog!!

HELP! SOS!

Talking like babies

One of my fave songs right now. The line that caught my attention was "But when we're alone together talking like babies..." I just love that image. Sitting side by side, cooing, laughing, lost in your own little world.

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