I have a friend in a remote, beachy location right now. She sends sweet little updates to Facebook, updates like "Standing on Walahlah Beach, loving the sound of the ocean".
I love you. But I also want to rip your friggin' head off.
Somehow, this just gets under my skin. Isn't it rude to make people suffer through the joy of your trip while you are STILL ON IT? As if, upon your return to the world as the rest of us know it, you aren't going to send us 5,134 pictures off Shutterfly to clog up our inboxes?
We all want to be happy for you but, secretly*, we are just a little pissed.
Anyway, enjoy your fresh pineapple appetizers and hibiscus flower leis while they last. And I'll just ignore your hourly updates that make me throw-up a little in my mouth.
Because, someday, when I'm standing in Switzerland eating the best chocolate in the world, with snow-capped mountains and Swiss chalets in the background, I'll be sending bite-by-bite updates to you.
Paybacks, as they say, are Hell.
*I guess, if she reads this blog, it's not much of a secret anymore.....