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.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Ghost dogs say "Boof!"
Happy Howloween to everyone. I'm fighting a megadepression right now, and not feeling like writing or talking or doing much of anyone, but since Halloween has always been one of my favorite holidays, and it was Littlefoot's birthday, I wanted to at least do a post to mark the day.
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I am seeing a surgeon Thursday.
Happy Halloweenie.
Z
Keep fighting, magic jammies girl.
*HUGS* Jammies.
I hope all gets better for you. This is a bad time of the year to get depressed, mainly because it is so depressing out there.
I wish I could send some jollies your way, but you will have to settle for a hug.
- tyro
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