Headed out to the hot tub around 8 p.m. so I could light up a cigar. This flibbertigibbet of a tween and her grandmother jumped in before us. I'm somewhat sensitive about subjecting others to my cigar smoke in close areas so Dale and I sat on pool chairs near the hot tub's edge waiting for them to leave. They didn't. By 8:30 I lit up hoping to smoke them out. They still didn't leave. The girl babbled on and on about how she wanted to ride her boogie board, go swimming, eat ice cream , and entertain her cousins at Thanksgiving. The grandma finally said goodnight to her probably thinking th girl would go home too. She didn't. I'm sure she would haver started talking our ears off too if the grandma hadn't insisted that she go home and go to bed. The girl finally flitted off. Must be tough being a kid of privilege. Anyway, the cigar in the hot tub was worth the wait.
