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Today-

Drew got this in the mail:

That means I get to get this in the next couple of days:

In return, he gets these:

(The kisses, not my flowers.)

Yes it's THAT time of the year- tax return time.

The time where Drew pays off all the debt,

and I wine and wine to "borrow" some of the tax money.

[Which I think is fair- that money was mine in the first place.]

Unfortunately- tax time also means a new 'budget' plan.

Budget schmudget.

It's Friday. I love Friday.

Even more, I love that winter is here no more.

:]