Joycee’s Reviews > Grumpily Ever After > Status Update

It was never like this. Never so good. It never made me feel like the earth was spinning, yet everything once askew was righted all at once.

“What are you doing?” I ask as he grabs a glass and sticks it under the Neutral Zone tap.

“Cartwheels. What the hell does it look like I’m doing? Getting us drinks.”

Despite what most people think about the Pacific Northwest, the summer tends to be sunny and dry. We haven’t been hit like this in a while.

Thunderstorms are rare here—we lack sufficient humidity—but when they happen, they cause significant damage because people are unprepared.

Do you think Peaches names all her kittens after food? Is that like a thing because she’s named after food?

“Noah! Stop threatening to eat your pets!”

“She’s not a pet.”

“She has a name. She’s a pet.”

It’s just a basic lunch, but everyone knows sandwiches are better when someone else makes them. Just like they’re always better with pickles.

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“You don’t like pickles?”

“Unless they are battered and fried, no.”

“Besides, kids will love it. You could even put scarecrow or something behind wheel. Dress it up to match holidays. Like big, cute eyelashes and heart eyes for headlights for Valentine’s Day.” “Absolutely no to eyelashes and heart eyes.” Dammit. I knew I’d pushed it too far. “But rest?” I ask. He grunts, but it’s not no. In fact, I can tell he actually likes idea, since he doesn’t argue further.

I’m right about keeping tractor and moving it to side of barn won’t look tacky. And it won’t make you look like you’re trying to play Old MacDonald either. You’re paying homage to original purpose of land, like you’re paying homage to your love of game by naming cidery Stick Taps, giving hockey term names to your ciders, and your decor—even if it is hideous for weddings.” He narrows his eyes at dig.

I have no idea how Noah takes his coffee, but black seemed appropriate, given his usual demeanor. It matches his soul and all.

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“Chocolate banana?”

A brow lifts. “Would it [fritter] be anything else?”