Almost a CPA

 Louis: Who are you guys?

Ray: We're the Ghostbusters

Louis: Who does your taxes?

(BTW Jason is in audit, not tax.  But we watched this movie on Halloween, and it was so much funnier to me now actually being married to an accountant).

Life has a funny way of teaching us what we need to learn.  I think one of my biggest problems (besides that I'm scatterbrained all the time) is that I'm opinionated and bossy.  I didn't even realize I was like this (very much) until after we were married.  I actually tried to talk Jason out of being an accountant several times.  I told him to be a dentist, like my dad, and only work 4 days a week.  Accountants work too much, don-cha-know?  Well, I am so grateful to be married to Jason.  He puts up with me, but doesn't listen to me (he he).  He became an accountant anyway, and now I am so very grateful.  He has a JOB, a stable job in this wacky economy.  And he comes home from work every day HAPPY.  And busy season, at least this year, actually wasn't too bad for him (except that he was also studying for 3 of the CPA exams after work - that was crazy).

We just found out that he has officially passed all the CPA exams, and is now almost a CPA.  All he needs to do now is wait, I mean work.  He needs a year's work experience, so he should be an official CPA this fall. 

He took his 3rd (of 4) tests on April 1.  I thought I would take advantage of the opportunity to play a prank on him.  I made this "cake" out of (vegetarian) meatloaf and mashed potatoes.  I told him it was his congratulations for taking his test (kind of mean, now that I think of it).  It was such a funny prank, because he was falling for it forever.  I even had the video camera out and was singing "for he's a jolly good fellow," and he was just smiling and thanking me for making cake for dinner.  He even cut it up, and started scooping it out. I was laughing my guts out and he was still clueless as to why.  It wasn't until the meatloaf plopped down, at 3x the weight cake should be, onto the table, that he realized it was a fraud.  (The OJ was jello). 

Saving time on blogging

The moose we saw while camping.  Has nothing to do with the post, but I wanted to add a picture.  

After I wrote that last post, I did something my friend recommended that I've been wanting to do for a long time.  I deleted my blog roll.  I added everyone into my bookmarks, but I don't have a clue when anyone updates.  So it's only been a few weeks since I did this, but I love it.  I think the computer is pretty creepy, actually.  I'm not an addictive personality.  I don't text very much, watch any TV, play any video games.  But that darn computer is really really weird.  I felt like I had to check it every day.  And I knew I didn't, but I did it anyway, out of habit.  I'd get on in the morning, if there was a new post, I checked it.  I tried to not do this, to time myself, but something about knowing there's a new post, for some reason I just had to click on it...

Does this sound like anyone besides me?  It creeps me out that I can be like that.  So now, when I'm thinking about a friend, I'll hop on their blog.  That's how it should be, anyway.  I don't call friends every day for an update.  I guess I'm just trying to make my internet connections mimic real life, to make them more natural and less addicting.  

So there you have it, a way to save time, if you're looking for one.  Another thing I've loved is turning off comments.  Not that I didn't like comments.  I really did.  But I hated the fact that I wanted comments.  That's all. HTH someone.

My blog has become a whole lot of nothing

 Enjoying real life with my family at the mall.

I get pretty disillusioned with blogging sometimes.  When I first started I was super gung-ho.  I mean REALLY gung-ho.  I started under pressure from friends, and quickly found it was an easy way to document my family's happenings that I could even print off.

Then last summer I felt weird about blogging and the computer in general.  I cut my time to an hour a day on the computer, for anything at all on the computer.  That still sounds like a lot, but it was pretty hard to fit the things in that I needed to.  I kept a running list of things to look up on a piece of paper, so when my hour was on, I could go to town (mostly reading about nutrition, I'm a little obsessed).  But it freed me up so much.  Immediately I saw a difference in my self, my happiness, and my parenting.  That lasted a few months.  Then it wore off (you know, I need to just hop on for this or that).  And I'm back to being discontent.

So I tried to simplify my blog.  But I think it's become boring.  I don't say anything important. Now I'm trying to figure out what I am doing blogging anyway.  It's not my record-keeper anymore.  What should I blog about?  I always blogged about my kids in the past.  That's great for grandmas and occasionally for the crowd.  Why do I have a blog?  Sure seems like blogging in one way or another (reading others' blogs or posting on my own) takes up a lot of time.  Is it worth it?

I know some of you have these feelings.  I'm just trying to sort them out.  Because in some ways, I think my life was better, I was happier, my kids were happier, before I started blogging.

Amish buggy driver in Lancaster County.  I think about the Amish a lot, ever since seeing them in '08.  I think they have a lot of things right.  Sometimes I wish I could live that life.  They don't blog.

But then, I've learned a ton.  Like a TON TON from blogs.  Even if I stopped blogging, I don't think I could break my sneak peak addiction at DesignSponge. 

Look, I just totally wasted YOUR time by posting this.  Sorry. ;)