Even though the weather has not improved, this morning I felt I was on the way to conquering the grumps. Unfortunately other contributing factors seem determined to put a stranglehold on my normally rosy outlook.
Grandchild: “Nada. Can I have some hot chocolate?”
Nada: “Of course!”
Nada: “Dean, I can’t find the chocolate syrup. I know we couldn’t have used it all. It was almost full.”
Dean: “I threw it out.”
Nada: “What?! Why?”
Dean: “I didn’t want to be tempted.”
Nada (in her head): Unprintable
Nada to grandchild: “How about some M&Ms? I will go get them from my secret hiding place where later today I will be putting a brand new bottle of chocolate syrup.”
Nevertheless, all is not lost. Even though I am a victim of weather and absurdity, today did bring some color.
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| Before the rain began. |
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| The results of an art project with Papa. "Just singin' in the rain ..." |
