To know me is to know that I can be a bit of a hot-head, I like to feel sorry for myself, I'm a pessimist, and basically I think the world should revolve around me. When routine, every day events, force me to come face-to-face with the fact that the world does not revolve around me, I bitch and pout.

Having said that, the trip to New Orleans was wonderful. My in-laws actually footed the bill for the entire trip. Why? Because they are kind and generous and completely wonderful. I love them. They probably hate the fact that their only child married them into my family and, in particular, me. But, they put up with me, and for that I love them even more.

But I digress. Where was I? Yes, a couple things happened in New Orleans that sucked. That is to say, for me they sucked. Probably for everyone else, they didn't suck so much...except for the fact that they had to put up with me bitching and/or pouting.

If you read my blog, you may walk away feeling sorry for me and my bleak existence. This is what I want...read the first paragraph again if you must...it's what I live for, it ties into the whole "world revolving around me notion."

Anyway, I bitch-blog because I know the things that irritate me and piss me off will seem silly and insignificant if I can get them out in a way amusing to me. If you choose to read, I hope you laugh, I am.

So, why don't I write about the good things? Occassionally I do, there just doesn't seem to be as much humor in things going well.

Did I mention that the trip to New Orleans was wonderful?