#RealEstateTax I was wandering about on the Internet and noticed this blurb about Tazewell County considering estimated real estate tax bills. I also recalled earlier in the month reading about a huge turnover (everybody quit or made sideways moves?) in the Tax Assessors office. All this coupled with the fact our tax bills were notoriously late makes me wonder if maybe a portion of my bill’s increase over the past couple years hasn’t got something to do with all this confusion?
I can’t imagine how it makes sense to do the estimates, then do the real assessing and then figure out who owes whom what. I believe there is an old adage that goes something like “Do the job right the first time.”
MjL 28 Aug 2006, 5:52 a.m.
Noah has started looking for an apartment to live in. This greatly concerns his mother and she has started quizzing him about how much it all costs and how much he makes, etc. I have been trying to stay on the sidelines and not push him one way or the other. I never know anymore which way to push anyway.
Should I be honest and tell him what I really think? Or should I tell him the opposite and assume his current attitude toward me will make him do the opposite of what I say?
So I try not to say anything —— which says something anyway I guess. I have decided it is a win-win. If he stays Tracey and I will be happier knowing what he’s up to —— if he goes I get my garage stall back.
MjL 28 Aug 2006, 5:54 a.m.
That must be a “mom thing”.....I want to turn back time with my two! I’m still trying to get used to the drivers license and driving! I can’t even imagine a “move-out day”!
Just to show you how wrong I can be sometimes —— I came across today’s Instant Poll on the CNN website —— the question is “Do you want to live beyond 100 years old?” My initial reaction was astonishment —— who wouldn’t want to live longer? Then I looked at the results and over half the people who responded said “No”.
Duh? I can’t figure that one at all. The way I look at it the longer the better. I don’t EVER want to die of natural causes. I would rather just shoot myself if it gets so bad I don’t want to live.
I want to thank my good friend Michael for telling me I had screwed up a number of links in the Blog section. I tried to fix the link rot problem and inadvertently used the wrong slash in the link codes causing numerous links to not work properly for anyone using a browser other than IE. I think I have fixed them now, but please let me know if you find any others! Thanks again Michael!
MjL 28 Aug 2006, 2:25 p.m.
I received the original link for these photos from Michael T. and I think they are cool —— even “way cool” as my kids might say.
Just got home from Monical’s in Morton where Ben & I ate supper with my cousin Dave and family. We remembered to print out and bring our letter for the donation to Central Illinois Juvenile Diabetes foundation. Monical’s is supposed to donate 20% of our bill. I had hoped to bring our whole family but Tracey had to work, Noah was off to karate class and Aaron was at his first football game. Oh well.
This was sent to me from Glen ——
Date Rape Drug
Police are warning all men who frequent clubs, parties and local pubs to be alert and stay cautious when offered a drink from any woman. Many females use a date rape drug on the market called “Beer.”
The drug is found in liquid form and is available anywhere. It comes in bottles, cans, or from taps and in large “kegs”. Beer is used by female sexual predators at parties and bars to persuade their male victims to go home and sleep with them. A woman needs only to get a guy to consume a few units of Beer and then simply ask him home for no strings attached sex.
Men are rendered helpless against this approach. After several beers, men will often succumb to the desires to sleep with horrific looking women whom they would never normally be attracted. After drinking beer, men often awaken with only hazy memories of exactly what happened to them the night before, often with just a vague feeling that “something bad” occurred.
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