For the last four years, I’ve been complaining about the U.S. President and the enablers of his outrageous behaviors.
I’m looking forward to not complaining about our President, very soon.
Do you see any complaining in my latest images?
I actually did a little complaining to Michael about last night’s dinner, because (1) it was the second sandwich in a row and (2) it wasn’t pasta. As I said in my tweet above, I’m looking forward to more of that kind of complaining.
I’m not complaining about finding this video about complaining on YouTube:
I am complaining about my sleep pattern lately: I wake up way too early and have trouble falling back asleep. I’m hoping I’ll be doing less complaining about my sleep after the inauguration on Wednesday.
James Taylor is complaining in “Angry Blues.”
I won’t be complaining if you share some complaining in the comments section, below.
I’m so grateful for all who tolerate my complaining, including YOU!
In army cookhouses the Orderly Officer would go round asking if there were “any complaints?”. An oft heard response was “No Sir, I’ve eaten them!”
I have no complaints about your comments, Peter, including this one!
i’ve got no complaints really, in the scheme of things.
i’ve got no complaints about you, beth.
Oh, Ann. I have an appointment and now my county reports a shortage in vaccine received for this week’s scheduled shots.
Uh-oh. I hope you got your vaccine, Mark.
Success, Ann!
Yay!!!
You once wrote a post once about the “Shouldva, wouldva and coudlva’s” in life. I know I complain when I hear these.
I assume you won’t complain if I link to that post here, Maria.
https://annkoplow.wordpress.com/2015/08/01/day-943-shoulda-woulda-coulda/
Maybe you can’t sleep because you’re worried about the inauguration-
I can’t complain about your observant comments.
I think I’m still complaining about the usual things, so I’m looking forward to being able to just complaining about the usual things.
Oh, and I’m going to complain about forgetting to put this in my original comment, and I’m going to complain about not having thought of it myself.
https://www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/excerpts-from-the-sex-and-the-city-revival-in-which-samantha-is-replaced-with-fran-lebowitz
I have no complaints about you, Chris.
And I’m going to complain about forgetting to include this in my original response to you:
I’m looking forward to complaining about mundane things again after tomorrow. I would never complain about your photos or this blog though….☺️
I would never complain about you, my friend!