I am continually amazed by the president of the board of the condo association.

We were told by the property management group that to be reimbursed for the carpet in the seaside bedroom that was taken out after Ivan, and that we replaced at our expense, that we would need to send a receipt for our expense to the president (I don't know, honey, beats me), which she would approve for payment.

Lyman called the accounting company the other day (the people I write the checks to for association fees), and she told us that the president had spoken to the contractor, and he said it wasn't time to write those checks to owners.

Can you be a bitch, a boor and a bozo at the same time? I guess you can.