I went to a weekend retreat for scrapbookers last year and it was one of the worst experiences of my life. The food was awful, the entertainment was anything but entertaining and the portable spa was the worst excuse for a hottub that I had ever experienced in my life.

The lady that hosted the weekend hired her mother to cook and the food was a far cry from “mother’s cooking”. Our gourmet Saturday night banquet consisted of chicken fingers and French fries. I was not too sure what was gourmet about that.

After the spa hot tub was set up and apparently ready for us, I decided to get away from the horrible entertainment and go for a soak. The water was as cold as a mountain stream. I complained and they “fixed it”. I decided I would try again and this time it was so hot, I figured that they were trying to make me into soup for supper.

What a time I did not have. I got an invitation in the mail the other day for this year’s retreat. I had to laugh. I don’t even think I am going to send back the “no thank you” reply.  No thank you.

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