National Grouch Day

Did y’all know we missed National Grouch Day yesterday?  Or that I goofed again and didn’t post?  I do have a good excuse this time…I had work to do at work.  And at home.  And I still do, but I’m taking a quick break to talk to all you fine folks out there in Internet Land.

So yesterday was National Grouch Day.  Seems fitting that it would’ve been George’s tenth birthday.  Anyone who met my cat George would see the funny coincidence that my tough, grouchy cat was born on National Grouch Day.   He was a punk, wouldn’t put up with anyone’s crap, and, like most grouches out there, was a real softy if he let you get to know him.  Man, I miss that cat.  **sniff**

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This is a blog where I will share my adventures and mundane tasks as a work-out-of-home-mom. I now have 2 kids and my wonderful husband, so the juggling has gotten a little bit more tricky (man-on-man defense). We also have 2 dogs and 3 cats (we used to have 4) so as you can imagine, our household is pretty busy. Since I never feel like I'm being listened to, I figured I'll just start talking at the general Internet community and see what happens.


Madame Queen

Wow! That explains a lot, actually. And I wish I could have used that as my excuse when my husband asked me what was wrong yesterday!

I’m surprised Hallmark hasn’t come up with a card. I would totally buy it. That’s the kind of holiday I can really get into.


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