I remember when Sundays were the “calm before the storm”, the fall-asleep-on-the-couch time, or as the Bangles say, “My fun day, my I-don’t-have-to-run day.” But for me, Sunday was 6-flights to places that were ridiculously cold. Pioneer cold (“your-wagon-train-broke-down-in-the-snow-and-there’s-no-food-or-firewood” kind of cold). That alone sent me into a grumpy downward spiral. But now, the flipping icing on the cake. I am left to carry on…alone!!! Keep reading….

Yes, today, I travel solo, from Oklahoma City to Albuquerque to Phoenix to Salt Lake to Denver to Sheriden, Wyoming then Billings, Montana.

My cameraman is using this day to work on producing duties, while I…I walk alone. Well, I fly alone, anyway.

Alone. Hmmm. No camera following me around for five legs of the trip? I wonder…since there’s no camera…who will know if I’m wearing this uncomfortable and bulky Santa suit or not???

Stay Grumpy!

–GS

Grumpy Scale: 5

What’s on Grumpy Santa’s iTunes? Whatta ya think? The same stuff I’ve been listening to for the last nine days!!!