On Friday, Bossy and her friend Martha went to the big city to attend a free concert in the middle of the afternoon, and he was playing, but that’s not really what this post is about because who can remember Friday when there was so much Saturday and Sunday and Monday in the intervening hours?
This post is about one of his songs, which for the most part Bossy also can’t remember — see previous paragraph about Saturday, Sunday, and Monday and then add a fifth of gin and a backyard deck and stir.
But Bossy does remember one of the lines from the song, “If you had to relive one day of your life, which would you choose?”
Well. This really got Bossy and her friend Martha thinking on Friday, where thinking equals slurping vast quantities of wine at the train station bar.
At first Bossy was thinking about this question in terms of which day was so great you would want to relive it, but then Bossy’s friend Martha pointed out it could also be interpreted as which day would you like to relive so you could alter it, and sister mercy another Cabernet, please.
Bossy can sum up her day relived this way:
Which is what today’s Ten-Word Challenge is all about. In exactly ten words, can you tell Bossy about a day you would like to relive?
And be sure to check back later today for the reliviest comments on the web. If you aren’t reading the creative way people sum up their thoughts in ten words, you are really missing something. Namely you are missing the creative way people sum up their thoughts in ten words. Yeah.
Too sad to even think about reliving past (passed?) days.
March 4, 2001. Wedding day. Forget photos. Guests more important!!!!.
Bossy wants to trade her 1 relived day for more please.
Can’t remember yesterday. Important to try to live without regret.
One relived day: Bossy would be at the bus stop.
(No dog bite.)
–>Any day without work and spent with family and friends.
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Another day with beloved grandmother in her kitchen!
P.S. Bossy made my nose tingle with tears when I read #5!
I don’t want to mess with fate, fortune, or God.
Another day relived: one spent hiking the Swiss alps.
Wedding day … with newfound appreciation for having no kids yet.
Bossy’s brother should have gone up to Chrissie Hynde. Instead…
(P.S. I don’t mean I’d change anything about the day itself.)
Mid 1970’s, pick any day at the lake with grandpa
Another: summer, Bossy’s kid raft, sandy suit, what’s for dinner?
I wouldn’t want to relive any of it, I must prefer the present.
Can I have present awareness? Then my birth. Fucking sweet!
I’d relive any one of them. Each is a blessing.
the day “he” walked up with flowers. Heart in hand.
The day my ex-husband asked me to marry him.
And: canoeing with friends, late 80s, wearing short denim cut-offs.
turning 24 – horses, roller skating party, cake, Charlie’s Angels. Ahhhhhhhhh.
Another: Who needs these college applications? Bossy chooses local school.
New Year 2000 in Fiji – learned I was OK alone.
Newly spring, ditched classes, bought beer, much laughter & good sex
Getting back together with college ex: year long EPIC FAIL.
last summer, thinking “ah, linger on, thou art so fair!”
Relive the day? Dump his cheating, sorry ass for good.
vuboq relives yesterday … without the hangover and the clingy ex.
and all bossys wishes would be mine too…’cept 2 swiss alps in lieu of canoeing.
Another: Bossy would relive selecting puppy; she’d choose Stella again.
any day of the first week with my incredible son
(btw, he was three then)
April 15th 2009: a couple plus a girl equals FAMILY.
First family vacation with all thee kids, perfection!
The day my son was stillborn, would do anything to hold him one more time…
Telling mom I wouldn’t get confirmation for her. Why Not??
also???
The day I cried over “that guy”. ALL OF THEM.
The day I bought my house. Signed, sealed, all mine.
I’d donate my day for SherylW’s (#34) to come true.
The day before my father died. I’d go visit him.
The day I decided to go to the wrong college.
Wedding Day – screw the church, we’re heading to Jamaica!
Day I made sister bridesmaid instead of maid of honor.
i’d erase all domestic violence growing up. Painful childhood gone.
Every day after school girls come home with great story.
Yesterday…ballpark, daughters, boyfriends, husband, family, coke, lots of laughter.
Sitting on a park bench in Verona under the lilacs.
#44, Coke with a capital C!
No day I’d
live again
probably mess up the future
The day i chose to cheat on my now ex-husband. (this time i would choose something different)
Any day with my sister, so I could tell her how much I love her. She’s gone now, but I’m hoping that she knows, because I tell her everyday.
Block Island beach day, lobsters on the deck for dinner.
sunny day, kids napping, washing car with Husband,wet Mmmmmmm…………………
Son’s concussion which caused seizures and took his voice. POOF.
1999 moved back to Michigan from Chicago equals epic MISTAKE
#52 – that sucks, sorry it happened to you and yours
9/29/2001 should have INSISTED her go to the hospital!
9/30/2001 could have saved her life..now shes gone..4Eva..waay too young.
Ditto #2: Less fuss, more fun with guests at wedding.
I’m going to go on ahead and predict that I’d like to relive today all over again, since I’m now guaranteed to waste this one freaking the hell out about what day I’d relive – confident that whatever day I choose will be the WRONG one and not only would I have f-ed up the original day but the re-do. Holy crap. My brain hurts and it’s noon.
Hey BHJ: Have you ever seen a live birth? You want to actually be the thing that squishes outta there? Really? I can see wanting to be in utero in the warm sleepy safe cocoon, but the exit? Hell no.
Walking museums in Italy with my husband and baby boy.
The day we refer to fondly as “Random Day”.
Mistakes made. No regrets. no redos. “What if” equals discontent.
I guess what they were made me what I am.
But…
I’d enjoy being proposed to again, minus hitting the deer.
9-13-94 with Dad. Died unexpectedly. Be able to say goodbye.
Such a somber topic, Bossy! So much need for thought!
Any delightful outing-day with Ranger, McTavish (perfect dogz) and David.
Depends….
For reliving the joy: Italy, wedding, proposal, Christmas eve with Grandma, Scrabble with Aunt.
For trying to change it: None – made choices for reason and they made me, me.
And I agree…I’d totally donate my day to #34. In a heartbeat.
The day I agreed to marry my husband. Hindsight 20/20.
Leisurely drive to Big Sur with hubby. Beach, sunshine, perfection.
Early dinner @ Deauville with whole family, beautiful summer day!
the day i met my father for the first time.
This Sunday. All three kids. Water park. Really great day.
the day I met my friend john; song filled days!
(PS – john died 7/19/02)
That day I was depressed for years because of HIM.
Copy Bossy, trade one relived day for more new days
Any of the births of my kids. So wonderful! (sniff….)
Disney as a kid; not a worry in my head.
Any warm spring day spent enjoying live music and friends.
8/14/2000: Saved guy from fire; in do-over, got his wife, too.
(And “do-over” is TOO one word. Shush.)
I would relive the day Rorrington decided not to blog.
All the times I should have stood up for myself.
Camping with Dad and Sis, cabin without electricity. Childhood perfection.
Scotland, roadtrip w/ husband, most peaceful, dreamy day ever.
My college graduation day with friends, family, and academic success!!
I would snuggle with my newborn babies one more time.
1/20/01, only day I spent with my newborn son Sam.
One more day as a child, riding with my Dad.
Memorial Day 2004 – Would NOT go see ‘him’! No miscarriage, no lingering damage.
November 4, 2009 – Obama elected! Unexpectedly parents via infamily adoption! Overwhelmingly joyous!!
The days that both my kids were born–too fleeting!
I would relive my wedding day to run away instead.
30th Birthday. Flying lesson, marriage proposal, bl**dy FANTASTIC party too.
05/22/2009 Bossy announces crush on Rayburn. Take it back! Gah!
@No. 5 We’re all with you on that one, Bossy.
Mom, I wish I woulda made those biscuits you wanted.
Wilhelmina
April 9, 1993
Miss you everyday.
Wouldn’t have been so strict about babies sleeping in crib.
Paris, I’m 18. Summertime. Dining, sightseeing, Mozart symphony at sunset.
Day judge signed adoption papers — life’s best part started then.
22, Salzburg, architecture students, discovered hazelnuss icecream, biked the Allee.
(Only without all the the insecurity / angst of 22-year-old me.)
Do Again – July 2000 – Rome on honeymoon – Perfect day spent in The Forum/Palatine.
Undo – October 1989 – Unmeet Scott.
The day ex-husband proposed so I could dump his ass.
The day The Heartbreak Girl left. Wouldn’t kiss her. Probably.
Reflecting makes me want to drink gin from cat bowl.
Public’s “Romeo and Juliet”. Dinner with Friar Lawrence afterwards. Exhilarating.
Both daughters birth was painful, seeing grandson born?, no pain!
bon jovi. summer 06. best friend. again and again and again 🙂
The very last day my neighbor Jen talked to me!
Day Mom died; I’d fight nurses harder for pain relief.
Any day at the farm with Grandpa. He was such a cool cat.
Rethought this all day. I’d be nicer to everyone, everyday.
Resisted at first, but thanks Bossy for inciting some reflection.
So I guess I can be stronger and nicer fromthisdayhence?
Dad, Hopper Exhibit—ran ahead, started at end—no crowds!
I would never have allowed him to enter my life.
But that’s okay, now there’s more room for Kevin Bacon.
Choice clear. My wedding day. I would just say NO.
An average moment in which I unpredictably realize I’m blessed.
Having wild sex with the guy who was not ‘MM’. (Marriage Material.) Wasted fun, still kicking myself for those 3 blunders of my past.
With husband in Chicago alone–walked 10 miles to nowhere.
’89: I’d lean across that formica table and kiss him
Three years ago when we decided to move. Still recovering.
Snorkeling in St. John, tipsy on Painkillers, just married, us.
The day my dad jumped into that river. April 15th, 1995.
many days spinning in my head – too dizzy to type.
Lunch with Hotboss that cannot be but was so perfect.
Any *boring* day with Mom and Grandma; they’re gone now.
The night I told him I was falling in love.
Goodbye day w/Diane knowing she’d die before I came back.
Do-over Thanksgiving 1988: This time I’d take Dad’s call.
Relive Peak Experience: Millennium sunrise, 01/01/00. San Jacinto Mountains. Champagne.