I prefer to keep my vacation plans top secret because of the scores of clueless people I know. Not only because of the hot messes who want to come along with me but also the damned babies who act four years old and want me to shop for things. I refer to them as the "bring me back brigade" . What the hell is wrong with you people? WHY would ANYONE want to go bargain hunting for your requested items and shame on you for asking? Are you a child? Have some dignity. Everything you want and everything I've been asked for in the past is findable online or in any metro city. Why I'm seeing red 😡 is because some nitwit we'll call Nitty (who I specifically told two weeks ago) "Do not tell a soul I'm going there." does exactly that via a post. After I post a reply on Candace's comment who's also going to the same place (but before me), "have a blast," Nitty then posts, "I hope you and Hellcat, take a ton of pictures when you're the
Today a man I know, gets off the phone after bickering with his wife, looks at me and says, "Stay single. The minute you get married or move in with someone, you'll be pissed off about something every day." I told him, "My being single has its challenges. I still have to put up with friends and relatives who insist that we take a vacation together. We're talking about people who are either very persnickety or have health problems. I know a person who's a penny pincher. I mean, it's a condition that's so bad it pains this individual to spend more than seventeen dollars on anything. There's one who has back problems, one with foot problems, and another who can't take the heat because it triggers migraines. Then there's the one who can't sit in a theater if there's someone sitting behind her and another who can only sit in the very last row. And lastly, the cousin who complains at the last second, the menu at the restaurant we're