I make lousy pies. Overall, I am not a bad cook but pies are better left to experts. The first time I made a Pecan Pie
was about 18 years ago when I was dating my sweet husband. It turned out terrible! It was soupy and runny and crust tasted like a piece of salty, stale rice cake. And yet, he ate it - smiled, said it was tasty and thanked me for making it.After 16 years of marriage do you think he would still be as kind? By golly, yes he would because he is a tactful and loving man.Today, I will go to Baker's Square - where they make delicious peis - and buy one piece for him instead in honor of National Pecan Pie Day!
You are correct - curmugeonette is not a word. However, it could be if enough people started using it. Take for example the phrase "funnest" Funnest is not a real word! Every time I hear it I cringe and yet people use the word frequently.
It dawned on me this year that I had reached the curmugeonette stage when I didn't care about seeing the fireworks display. Too hot, too wet, too much traffic.
Let's blame my surliness on the weather! 
Okay, I like that idea.
If I get cranky with air conditioning just imagine what I would have been like as a pioneer. Heat, outdoor toilets, bugs and not a Caribou coffee in site. Whew, image my curmugeonette level then.
Let's make July, 2010 the month we start making up our own words and incorporating them into mainstream vocabulary.
Curmugeonettes Unite!
