We're pretty excited at the Scheske household. We're receiving a big tax refund that will more than fund our spring trip to Mississippi (Tupelo, birthplace of Elvis) and the Smokie Mountains. Of course, we won't receive the whole thing right away. The IRS seems to have some sort of mechanism in place that automatically disallows at least one of my nine exemptions, even though I provide social security numbers. Last year, the IRS practically made me load up all the children and drive them to Cincinnati to be counted, before they'd release all my money.
