Look Who's Smiling
Grumpy's frown wasn't painted on very precisely. San Geraldo, my own Gruñon, thought Grumpy was smiling and, therefore, a different Dwarf.
"That's not Grumpy. That's Smiley," he said.
I had him look more closely at the facial expression and explained to him that there wasn't actually a Dwarf named Smiley. I then touched up the frown myself.
To be honest, there was a 1991 "Snow White" movie that had only six dwarfs and, in that version, there was in fact a Smiley. But, don't tell San Geraldo; he'll think he was right. Besides, in the original Brothers Grimm story, none of the Dwarfs even had names.
|FROWNING ABOUT HIS VIEW OF CONEY ISLAND FROM THE BEDROOM WINDOW.|
(THE CYCLONE, WONDER WHEEL — AND RETIRED ASTROTOWER — IN BACKGROUND.)
|FROWNING OVER MOCHA AND LEMON POUND CAKE AT STARBUCKS, BRIGHTON BEACH.|
(THE OTHER GRUÑON BEHIND HIM READING HIS KINDLE.)
|WALKING HOME FROM STARBUCKS.|
(GRUMPY OPTS FOR THE "Q" TRAIN.)
|ONBOARD AND IMPATIENTLY AWAITING DEPARTURE AT KENNEDY AIRPORT.|
|IN FLIGHT. TWO GLASSES OF WINE.|
DOUBLE-CHOCOLATE MILANOS COMPLEMENTS OF THE DOWAGER DUCHESS.
AND STILL GRUMPY. (WELL, THE WINE WAS CRAP.)
|ABOUT TO DEPART MADRID FOR MÁLAGA ON THE HIGH-SPEED TRAIN.|
(DON'T LOOK AT ME! HIS NOSE WAS BROKEN BEFORE WE MET — SAN GERALDO'S, TOO.)
By the way, the cats clearly missed us but they're fine. Our neighbor María Carmen took tender loving care of them. Moose is presiding over San Geraldo's desk and Dudo is on my lap... again. Except for jet lag, all's well in Fuengirola.