29th Annual Tax Day Event!

Yep, it's an annual event here at the big farmhouse. And what an event it is.

Little Cisco is looking a bit worried. But that's just because this is his first year living at the big farmhouse during tax season. I gave him a dog biscuit and assured him it would be OK. Tommorrow things will return to normal.



You can't see me because I'm just off camera working hard to contain the disaster. It was necessary for me to break out the Big Nikon and wide angle lens just to capture the scope of the event.



We start the day with a festive Ticker Tape Parade. In place of the traditional ticker tape we use a years worth of unopened junk mail and otherwise obsolete paperwork.



Then the main event begins as the oak credenza in the office explodes, spilling it's guts as far away as the kitchen. This blast contains old tax returns, vet bills, credit card statements and various other ephemera.



The major debris from the blast rains down on the family room where all attempts at "decor" have been nullified. The oriental inspired lantern threatens to start a blaze. I briefly thought about entering the pictures in HGTV's Rate My Space website as a joke but I've been told some of the "raters" take their job seriously and I'm a fragile state right now (as you can imagine).



Pancho has been through this before and he provides emotional support to the Farmer. The Farmer has mellowed over these 29 years, finally trusting that the missing document will be found in the nick of time.



At the Eleventh Hour.....just as we thought all was lost.....and in the tradition of the day......the missing document is found. All is well. God is in his heaven and the check is in the mail.

The entire day is a cathartic process and we all feel better after dragging bags of shredded paper down to the curbside. The recycling guy has other thoughts on the subject.

There are a couple of things to take note of:

- All images of the documents have been "blurrified" in Photoshop, so don't even think about stealing my identity. I can assure you that on days like this you don't want to be me.

- Don't worry about the clean up. I've been in training since January and 28 years of past experience have made me an expert. Got a messy parade? Call me.

- Vee talks about keeping it real. I have no choice. This is my life. And anyway the real story is always more interesting, just ask Lucy Ricardo.

Don't forget to snag your free Tax Day donut at Dunkin Donuts. Just order a regular coffee and the donut is free.