100 Word Rant 4/4/16
Nice, Schmice!!
When was it decided that I should have to be the grown-up in this little world? What if I want to be the petulant one? The grouchy, fly-off-the-handle one? Who voted on my being the peacemaker all the time? I don’t want to be rational, dammit. I want to pitch a fit; better yet, have a conniption fit and fall into it! Let my goat be gotten! Be a hot mess! Take the low road! I want people to know they’d better not mess with me, by golly, because I am one scary broad. (Is that okay? Do you mind?)
