Husband on the other hand notifies me "The circus is not coming to Negril with me on my vacation" He is going to upgrade his ticket to first class and get a extra checked bag then, get peace and quiet while I set by my self in coach and let all the passengers look and stare while it will appear you have a booty like kim kardashian, and a chest like dolly parton! Pay the damn money! Take your stuff and your shoes and all the things you take and wont use anyhow and I can have some peace"
He took the wind out of my sails..., what happened to the rebel from the 70s?? He is now a sensable person with a paying job that pays baggage fees that he didnt pay trips before..
to be continued: