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Copyright 2006-2012 That's My Answer
I won’t whine this week. The snow has been cleared from our dead end, and we actually did some grocery shopping yesterday. There is a sheet of ice just outside our drive, but it will melt when the sun comes out (and refreeze tonight, I’m sure).
It’s too early to whine yet. The dogs have let me sleep, the weather is good, and I plan to spend the day with my mother. So far, so good!
No whining here, either. An *almost* last night but thankfully and gratefully, that issue resolved.
I’m whining that I don’t seem to be able to stay upright. I tripped over a “rug wrinkle” a little while ago. Fortunately, I fell backward, landing on my butt – so nothing hurt except my dignity (and you KNOW how much of that I have). But it surely does make me mad, so I’ll really whine about it.