Cleveland Amory once said that only men could be curmudgeons. Fine. I've set out to be a curmudgeonette.
I'm middle-aged, single, owned by a stubborn dog and so white bread all my clothes should say "Wonder." If it weren't for a few little quirks, I would be absolutely indistinguishable from other Midwestern females.
Friday, January 26, 2007
Sometimes the numbers just don't add up
My friend's cat, Muffin, is not fond of the calculator. Give her a minute and she'll show you what she thinks of accounting.