Bossy has been very busy
worrying over her latest illness updating her Google Road Trip map and she has a few things she’d like to point out:
So then last night Google divided Bossy’s Road Trip map into two pages. Yes way. Because apparently there is a limit to the number of pins that can be represented on one page. Who knew Google had such stringent rules when it comes to
Halcion days well-planned Road Trips?
Google took one look at Bossy’s pushpin page and said Hellza No You Are Not Driving To All Of These Places. At least not on one page. And so they threw the latest entries on a lonely Page 2 which naturally made Bossy
yell at her husband brainstorm a solution. Here’s what she came up with—and when she says she, she means her husband:
readers reader. Bossy has received hundreds and hundreds of sweet Road Trip emails. Every day her inbox is brimming with very encouraging messages such as the following:
she man hsing jui ya ron tiger apple winnie kitty kuang kh jj js mh matthew sh betty ou karen kim cho frank adam pieh xyz ken mao stanley e martin mo
Next update: Bossy still has a low-grade fever and heart palpitations. There’s also a little bit of a breathing issue, meaning she isn’t, much. Just small fluttery breathes so as not to wake The Palpitations.
- Pulmonary Embolism or
Although come to think of it Bossy hasn’t altogether ruled-out Adult Onset Diabetes, which is why she’s been on the
hypochondriac hypoglycemic diet for a few days. This means Bossy eats six times a day and sometimes even more. Wholegrain bread and nuts and egg whites and lean meat and then puffy white toast slabbed with butter and sugary preserves.
And speaking of eating, Bossy saw this sitting on the counter of her dark kitchen early this morning:
At first she thought it was a piece of hardboiled egg. And then she thought maybe it was an orthodontic Night Guard. Bossy was afraid to prod this
UFO thing. Do you know what it is? Because if you answer correctly, chances are you don’t have Cardiomyopathy.