Curmudgeonette

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, February 08, 2014

His name is Edgar, and he is not a Stupid Useless Vehicle

He's a station wagon on steroids. :-D

Jammies at 12:12 PM

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Bun8:26 PM
Hooray for not useless Edgars!!
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Jammies10:43 PM
Edgar would thank you for the cheer if he could talk! :-)
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Jammies: Mustelidae Jammicus Rufus, an aquatic mammal which thrives in environments containing deep bath tubs, luxurious bath products, exquisite paw polish, perfume, jewelry, high thread-count sheets and fluffy pillows. Owned by one adorable dog, possessed of a loving (if slightly crazy) family and generally a happy critter with goofy brain wiring. Do not feed green peppers to a Jammicus unless you would like them spit back at you at high velocity, and if you start petting one, be prepared to continue for a minimum of thirty minutes.

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