This Day in History

On this day in history:

Our sweet corn is finally ripe enough to eat and the tomatoes are turning red. Life is good.

I realized how difficult it is going to be to work on my MBA with three children under three. Even only taking one class at a time, we're going to have to figure something out. And I was/am seriously considering full-time seminary studies at some point in the future...

Ellie had her first bath. I think she liked it. That is, at least she didn't cry.

Ellie had her first introduction to classic hymnody; specifically, the tune "Nun freut euch." It put her to sleep--a common enough complaint about old German hymns. We'll have to work on that.

I think I finally figured out what "bahgah" means in toddler-speak.

I found some real gems among the research problems in my federal tax research textbook. For example:

The Reverend Shaman Oracle is an ordained minister in the Church of Prophetic Prophecy in Palm Desert, California. In the current year, Shaman receives payments from the church for his services of $150,000. Of this amount, the church designates $60,000 for compensation and $90,000 as a housing allowance. Shaman and his wife own a home and have actual expenditures during the year for the home of $72,000. The house is located in a well-established rental market, and the fair rental value of the home for the current year is $55,000. Shaman wants to know how he and his wife should report these amounts on their current year's tax return. After appropriate research, write a letter to Shaman explaining your findings.

My question is, Why does the Rev. Shaman Oracle of the Church of Prophetic Prophecy need ME to do tax research for HIM? Heck, if the man is worth his housing allowance at all, I'd be referring clients to him and collecting a fat commission while spending office hours at the lake.

Funny how the gift of prophecy never seems to work when the IRS is involved.