He might not bring me flowers but...

He thinks this picture is cute. He is crazy but I like it.

Hat is still not done but I helped two of his girls file their taxes and I'm feeling all sort of accomplished and awesome right now. I think I messed one of them up, but it'll be okay. If I screwed up I'll just do an amended form for her and file it again. Like a boss.

I figured I could fit a quick blog post in between tax filing and the crazy running around and doing stuff that always happens on Saturdays, and even more so when his girls are at their mom's house. We have to go to Lowe's and drive boys around and go to a party and all sorts of other random stuff that I don't remember (it's his job to remember not mine). Maybe tomorrow will be slower and easier, but I doubt it. This man never stops, unless he's sleeping.

But still! I like the constant go-go-go of our life together so I'm not complaining. I wonder if I can talk him into taking me to Kohl's so I can buy something new to wear to the party? :)