I AM PEEVISH, OH SO PEEVISH~
 

Instead of a Friday Rants & Raves column, I thought this forum could use an I'M PEEVISH column. (I am exhausted and most likely giddy)
So what makes you Peevish today?
I will go first, after all, it is MY post!
What made me Peevish today was finding out that I am moving ( I did know that already) but that I will be charged at least a hundred dollars for changing my cell phone service!! The nerve! Just when I got the hang of walking around with that little plug, killing my ear, chatting away and looking so important/insane talking to myself.
There, that feels better already~
Your turn!

Howdy, Scarlett, my dear!

I am peevish of building my dream home on a lot where the street nearly washed away from mud and rock slides, only meters nearby, after torrential rains and storms in the last day or so. Hmmmmm? Whatchya think, dahlin'?

I will admit, the property is fine and in tact, but it does make me a bit "peevish" in my plans.

I am peevish because my friend snagged one of those $297 rt to London fares and she's going the week of my husband's birthday & Christmas luncheon, and I can't go! Boo Hoo!

Scarlett - In CA they just passed a law which allows you to take your cell number with you when you change carriers. Did you sign a contract and now have to break it? You should have "an out" since you are moving. Just wondering, do you pick up better reception when you are wearing a hoop skirt? I have a very lovely image of you with the plug in your ear while taking Pup for his evening stroll. What does the Yankee say? BTY where are you moving?

Oh, and my peeve for the day would be rudeness and lack of decorum from a mom at my children's school. She is hostile, aggressive and lacks style and grace. It is so unbecoming of a lady. I know you would agree.

I'm a bit peevish (is that like being a little pissed off?) about my big deal falling through with some rich Yankees investors who were thinking of buying some of my prime swampland for a huge gator farm. I told them nasal-talking idiots not to try and hand-feed Rex and Rufus so late in the day! Those big bruisers are on the original Atkins diet!

Hee hee :-) Does that make me a peevee?

Were the Yankees tender or a bit tough? Get them gators some tooth picks poor dears. Hey Degas! Why haven't you written any new "trip reports"? Miss them!

Fiddle dee dee Degas, you know those Yankees would have just made Rufus and Rex into nice luggage for their wives!

Calamari dear, You almost got the picture right..I am strolling with Pup, plug in ear,(no hoops:)
I have noticed if someone says something to make me laugh, Pup will wag his tail .. ((&))
The Yankee will have to figure this one out, I cannot hold another thought in my poor lil head, it is quite full to the brim!
I cannot mention our destination yet, but it will be in a Southerly direction, which makes Scarlett quite cheerful.

I will respect your privacy,but I do picture you on a lovely plantation like one I saw in Virginia, The Oaklands. Am I close?

Lower lower ((F))

Scarlett, I love it when a woman cuts right to the chase!

Sadly sounds too far away to meet for tea and crumpits someday...or a mint julip - ok I really do not know how to spell julip.

Degas, you posted before me but you are a rogue.

Dear Calamari, For now I will just say South.Although sitting on the porch with mint juleps would be nice, how about tea on the beach?
Someone emailed me not long ago and unkindly told me that I give out too much personal info here.
Perhaps she is right and someone will find out where I live and hold Pup for ransom!
Degas, :*

Was it someone from Foders or just a poster? How curious!

:D A Poster.

I heard a rumor the old Simpson Place and fifty acres down by the river just got sold. Lord, a mercy, I best be gett'in some of my old rusty cars off the blocks in the front yard and tidying up the place on the off chance a real lady is moving to our little hick town. Wouldn't it be grand if she started up the Camelia Ball again?

Should I take that as a hint too?

Degas - TRIP REPORT! TRIP REPORT!

Calamari, re: take a hint, if that was regarding my post, NO, I think we should post whatever we feel comfortable posting and to hell with those jealous ole biddies! Why, back at home they still haven't gotten over the fact that I married a Yankee!
I am well able to ignore them and enjoy myself and my friends.
Calamari, if you wish to email me , feel free to. [email protected]
Why! I don't feel so peevish anymore ~

Thank you for that message. I am glad you are post peevish. BTW - whatever happend to Thinjorgus?

Scarlett, I'm sure a gracious and refined person such as yourself is used to living in a "deed-restricted" community with tough regulations and high standards.

I would gladly clean up my cabin - even if it meant getting rid of the towering mounds of decaying watermelon rinds and old chicken bones and giving up my prized flashing pink flamingos, rotating purple and green space balls and stuffed bobcats!

Don't worry, sweetie, I am still here.

Hi Thin- I had been wondering where you have been. Awhile back you wrote a beautiful post about a trip you took to India. You spoke of some women in an open air market and also of a trip to the Great Wall of China with two friends. Could you possibly tell me where I can find those again? I would really like to re-read them and am sorry that I did not know how to save them.

This thread looks like the dialog of a teaparty, hope you are holding up your pinkies.

You're <i>leavin'</i> NYC miz Scarlett?? Lordy, lordy, that makes ME peevish. Sounds like sunny Fla. may be gettin'lucky.

Dearest Scarlett,
I am so distressed to hear that a Yankee-based cell phone company would DARE to take advantage of y'all, just 'cause you choose to return to plantation life in the South. The nerve! However, I am certain your disposition will improve rapidly once you arrive in sunnier climes, so I am hopeful all will be better with you soon.

As for my very own reason for peevishness today, I am leaving for a doctor's visit in about an hour and 15 minutes, and do not look forward to appearing in the stirrups! (Sorry to y'all with weak stomachs!)

Best Wishes &amp; Good Health to All,
BC

BC- Trips to the doctor make me peevish as well- it will be over quickly. I know this is straying from the original thread, but if it makes you feel any better, I asked my dr. last time I was there if anyone had ever 'fallen' off the table. Her answer- yes.

Calamari...darlin', you not only can't spell mint julep, you can't spell crumpet, either. &quot;) Don't worry, they taste great no matter how you spell them.

My peevishness today is caused by inconsiderate, idiotic contractors and other so-called &quot;service&quot; people. Many of the ones I've dealt with lately couldn't even spell service if you gave them the whole alphabet.

We're having our old boiler/radiator system replaced with a furnace and central air (ka-CHING)...the first day they were here they unloaded a bunch of stuff, cut out the hole and put in the grill for the return and left! After just 2 hours! Said they were going back to the shop to fabricate a bunch of sheet metal and they'd see me first thing in the morning. So, next day, I stayed home and off the phone until noon...nobody shows up, no phone call explaining the hold up. I couldn't reach the guy at either of his phone numbers.

Needless to say I was ready to chew iron and spit nails. Finally reached the guy at home that night and got some jive-ass excuse that ended with &quot;Didn't they call and tell you we couldn't come? They were supposed to call you. Sorry.&quot; Well, we had a little prayer meetin', as my Daddy would have said and I think he saw the light.

Anyway, my thanks to Scarlett for starting this thread. I needed to vent! I apologize for the length of my tirade.

Bookchick, hope all goes well for you today.

It's about the darn grocery carts! I can never separate the things when they're invariably jammed in tight, one inside the other, outside the store. I'm fairly strong, but these babies are inseparable. Not earthshaking, but one of life's little annoyances. Thanks for letting me vent! :|

I feel your pain, Robdaddy. The source of my extreme peevishness can be boiled down to two horrid little words: gut reno. A slow, painful, drawnout, DYI gut reno. And fixing up a dump seems so romantic when you read about other people doing it in Provence or Tuscany...
To make matters worse, DH's father, who is an artist, asked if he could store some paintings at our house while he moves. We now have hundreds of gigantic paintings in our gutted out future living room, dining room, kitchen, basement, hallways. I'm going nuts! No wonder I'm so obsessed about going to Italy. In my mind, I'm all ready there. I just come to Fodors, read a trip report, ignore reality... ah, that's better. :)

Kay, my renovation activities are also DYI (Do Yourself In) rather than DIY. I am also peeved about home improvements run amok - imagine the nerve of those pendant lamps needing to be re-wired after I completed the job so expertly 19 years ago. And that paint - who told it that it was okay to fade?

Howsomever, we are abandoning all peevishness in a week to journey to - wait - <i>New Orleans</i> for Thanksgiving, followed by a pilgrimage to Miz Leatha's BBQ place in Mississippi, then up Big Muddy to a culmination at Graceland a few days later. Walkin' with our feet ten feet off of Beale... How can one be peeved with the prospect of Po' Boys and Catfish?

Scarlett, my dear, I am peeved again because the villian we all love to hate, bunchargum, is up to old tricks! This time under the byline of travelquestion, asking about third world undesirables, pickpockets, touts, and all manner of bad people invading beautiful Rome and preying on tourists. I am peeved because innocent, well-meaning posters are being taken in and answering at face value, unaware of the insincerity and duplicity of the poster, whose only real interest in not in visiting Rome, but provoking argument.

Scarlett, I have a question. Where do you get the little smiley faces and other icons. I have it on my e-mail, but I don't know how to do it for other things like posting.

Ann1:

http://www.fodors.com/forums/smileys/

Thanks, Kay.

You're welcome, Ann :)

Can I add another peeve? I hate the fact that all the Christmas stuff comes out right after Halloween. You go out on Nov 1 and BAM! Now I like the holidays as much as the next person but it's only Nov 13 and the Christmas stuff is already getting on my nerves. Okay, I'm going to take a deep breath now and think only good thoughts...

dln, did you see how fast that thread (obvious troll) got yanked? Bravo to the editors!

I'm peeved too!

One local radio station has been playing Christmas musice constantly since Friday (Nov. 8) easily a month too early.

I'm peeved that I always hit red traffic lights. Don't the lights know I want to go and not stop.

But I'm really peeved about self checkout at the grocery store. For some reason, the store only has one real cashier now (plus the one for the self checkout). The bleeping machine <b><u><i>hates</i></u></b> me. It's always saying take the item out of the basket, put the item in the basket, wait for cashier assistance. AAAAAARRRRRGGGHH!

Maybe that was more of a rant than a peeve, or maybe I'm peeved because of the rant?

Is the difference between a rant and a peeve a matter of degree, or what?