Someone in the UK posted a link to my blog as recommended reading, which is VERY flattering, but they said that I “moan just a wee bit” meaning, I suppose, that I moan quite a lot. Hummm, thought I. So I went back and reread some of my posts and do you know what? He’s absolutely 100% correct! I am a colossal moaner and complainer. How about that! Cone to think of it, I’ve always been a bit of a misanthrope. I might have a genetic predisposition that leans towards melancholy. In the past, some girls have mistaken my moaning for charm. I believe Mrs. Wife might have done that at first, but I don’t think she finds it charming any longer. Well, I’m not going to stop my bitchin’, that’s for sure. As though I could!
Exile on Pain Street
Straddling the Hudson River. One foot in NYC, the other in suburban New Jersey.
Exile on Pain Street 
“moan just a wee bit”I believe that here in the UK (a nation who could make an Olympic sport of whinging), that means “could try harder.” Bang on, my friend.