Today is the Day

Today is the day. Later today, the Lovely Sharon will be leaving for Palm Desert not to return for some seven months. Good for her, not so good for me, although I should have a fun week here in Utah this week raking a new batch of fallen leaves (if you cannot tell, that was written with extreme sarcasm). Last night we had a final dinner together at Hidden Valley Country Club. Fish and chips for her and Asian Ribs for me, accompanied by a nice bottle of Biale’s, "Black Chicken Zinfandel". After dinner, we adjourned to couches near the fire place at the club and had a very romantic discussion. The discussion was centered on phantom income and its associated tax consequences in partnerships and limited liability companies. We followed up that conversation with the tax consequences of income generated by trusts depending upon whether the trust income is distributed to the trust beneficiaries or retained by the trust. For the Lovely Sharon, being married to a lawyer is a “dream come true”. We could have discussed flowers, poetry or Wuthering Heights, but no, we sipped our fine red wine and discussed the tax consequences of tax pass-through entities.

After our tete-a-tete we drove home in relative silence. After the discussion we just had, what more could be said? It would have been all downhill from there. Once home she went to work getting things organized for her departure and I descended to the Bud Cave where I started reading a new William F. Buckley biography.

As I sat in my leather chair, I could hear her moving from room to room getting last minute tasks completed. It was difficult to concentrate on the book as I contemplated her absence from Utah for the next seven months. Although I get to Palm Desert a good number of times during the seven months, there is also a fair amount of time when I am in Salt Lake. During that time I read a great number of books and articles, I watch TV, go to movies on my own and have numerous conversations with the Neighbor’s Dog. He is a good listener as I talk to him while feeding him treats. He loves the mini hotdogs or sausages in a blanket. If you did not get a chance to read my essay about the Neighbor’s Dog check out
 http://www.bheadman.com/2009/10/neighbors-dog.html.

This year I am going to be more active after work and on the weekends when I am in Utah. I am going to organize more dinners with friends, I am going to work out more often, visited book stores and visited art museums and galleries. There is a currently a showing of LeConte Stewart paintings at the Utah Museum of Fine Arts. I think I might go Saturday to see it. Here is a link to a LeConte Stewart website http://umfa.utah.edu/LeConteVirtual.  A great Utah artist.

This was supposed to be a sensitive, reflective essay about a summer now gone and a last evening with the Lovely Sharon. It was not suppose to be hilarious or political. But frankly, I cannot help myself, I must write something hilarious and political, just a simple list:

Rick Perry
Herman Caine
Michele Bachman
Newt Gingrich

There you go, you cannot get much funnier than that. Now I feel better.