knows better.
Lucky for her I’ve calmed down to a growling grumpiness, or it wouldn’t be a very good time to be the spud.
Before I go be grumpy in the other room, preferably under a quilt with a good book, let me share the latest Miz Poo picture with y’all.
She was sitting at the top of the stairs, looking down to see what I was doing. Looking at this picture almost makes me not grumpy.
Almost, I say.
Now pardon me while I go lay on the bed and be grumpy with my husband, then grumpily watch Oprah, and possibly later I’ll send a grumpy email to Miz Moira (yes, you!).
Hmph.
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01/24/2001