July 11, 2024
Thursday Open Comments
Since they’ve held their elections, we can all agree to envy the French. They’ve put all that anguish and nonsense behind them. What role models!
What better method than to admit that there’s joy by singing “Y’a d’la joie”? Lyrics by Charles Trenet, but with the modern retro stylings of Tatiana Eva-Marie and the Avalon Jazz Band:
It’s a jaunty number, and so are the lyrics, a translation of which is here.
And in further news, I filed Form 1023-EZ for recognition as a 501(c)(3) charitable organization, which means - when it's approved - anyone with money burning a hole in their pocket can make tax-deductible contributions, and I can take a deduction for the filing fees.
Son E helped me sign up for an account with the IRS. It involved an "authentication app," which he did on my phone like a good boy who wants meals in the future.
Good morning. There's like bird and stuff here, too. And Jake took his pill without trauma. And the laundry is almost done for F to go back to camp at noon. We're getting a new shower in the upstairs hall bathroom - used by Youths - today. It's costing a lot. I have no idea if it's costing more or less than it should, because my husband did not get more than one estimate, as I would have done.