michael

Isn't just great

“Isn’t that just great,” I heard my Grandma say one day. “What’s just great Grandma?” I asked her. “Oh Michael, I did not see you standing there. Nothing is just great actually.” “Then why did you just say what you just said?” I asked, puzzled by her answer. “Well, what I said was more of a question that doesn’t require an answer, and it has to do with this jig saw puzzle I’m working on.”