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.
Thursday, November 01, 2012
Another hero (although this one's not soggy)
An old friend of my uncle's lives in New Jersey, and is without power. Because my father is smart and caring and thoughtful, he purchased a generator today, and tomorrow morning he is driving to New Jersey to get it hooked up. He just says that it's something he knows how to do and something he has the time to do, but I'm pretty damn impressed.
Labels:
Big storms,
family,
Home repair
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