As some of you keenly noted in the comment section, Bossy’s son did not accompany the family on their camping vacation this year. It’s been very sad for Bossy, what with the measly three dinner plates and measly three forks and measly three gin and tonics.
But all that measly three business changed yesterday. You see, there was Bossy’s daughter, in the rented pop-up, feeding her book-a-day habit:
Except she wasn’t just reading, she was reading and lounging while Bossy shouted things like, “Put that book down this instant and imitate Rachel Zoe for the amusement of your mother!”
When suddenly, through the pop-up trailer’s aluminum door, there came a rush of city air followed by a low college-like voice that asked, “So where am I sleeping?”
It was very exciting for everyone, especially Bossy who managed to keep the surprise secret from her daughter for three very long days which felt like weeks slipping into eons.
And as a special bonus, Bossy’s family didn’t just gain one camping son for the remainder of their vacation, they gained one camping son’s delightful girlfriend:
Hmmm, must rethink winning board games at whoever the next boyfriend’s is, parent’s house.
And I kindof hate that Bossy’s son has a girlfriend, you know because I was hoping that soon the powers that be would figure out a way to make me 20ish again.
Oh to be a DELIGHTFUL ONE in a bikini…push that thought aside and instead say “Isn’t it so nice that Bossy’s son and daughter really seem to like each other’s company?!?!”
Beautiful photos! So glad your son and his gf could join your trip.
the son and girlfriend on good old fashioned towels right on the grass…..where everyone under the age of 80 should be…
So where are they sleeping…The Saab is not impossible ya know….my 900 was great in seat-down back.
I love that your daughter and son have such an awesome relationship!
sounds like fun! LOVE the your son joined you! I NEED to know, though: WHAT kind of camera do you use? I’m hoping it’s just a point and shoot kind of thing!! I need to buy one and am intimidated by some of the suggestions I have been receiving which seem to require me to go back to school just to be able to well, “Point and Shoot!!!”
I love your son’s sideburns. They remind me of the handsome sideburns my handsome husband had when I fell in love with him when WE were in college.
Bossy’s son’s boss misses him at the office but is happy he could join his family camping!
Yay Bossy’s son! Your arrival into the Bossy camping nest has given me great comfort today. I know, I need a life. But that’s a whole other topic aside from today’s vodka-soaked comment.
Hey, I never complained about you (or anyone else) writing too much about booze. Keep it coming. That’s what I say.
Wow! Must be a serious girlfriend to come on vacation and share the rented pop up. Is Bossy’s son sleeping on the table/bed while GF shares bossy’s daughter’s bed or are you even more progressive than we thought??
Is it really, truly terrible that I’ve never even noticed how much Bossy discusses alcohol?
Who’s drunker?
A Boozy Bossy is a good thing.
Speaking of train wrecks, Rachel Zoe (the new, much, much thinner version) starts again Monday. Oh, the joys.
I looooove the pic of brother and sister with their hand holding. At my house the reunion picture would have involved pinching, biting and a possible groin kick. Glad to see they likee each other
Lobster? Gin? Merlot? Ale? Sending kids to swim in freezing water? Sounds like our kind of vacation- Have fun on Lake Champagne! We love seeing pictures of SOHO Barbie and Ken!
I love the brother/sister hand holding. So cute. I always wanted a brother. I just got a really bitchy sister!
Dear Bossy’s Son’s Girlfriend’s Family:
The Council assures you she is in good hands. Cast aside any worries!
PS. Dean says “everybody loves somebody sometime”. Especially when camping.
Yay! Now if Stella is just crouching outside the pop-up, ready to surprise Bossy’s daughter, then all will be right in the Bossyverse.
I can’t help it, I’m a little obsessed with Stella.
Your son, outside of the metabolically challenged Elvis, is the only one I have ever seen who can rock sideburns.
Bossy’s daughter is one of my favs. Bossy’s son is cool. Bossy’s husband looked like he needed a string tied to his you know where when he jumped into that cold water, the string, so he can find his you know what at the public port-o-let, but mostly, Bossy’s eye in the camera frame is good for me. I can say what’s good for me. Can’t I?
Thanks for allowing me to live your Vaca with you. Bossy. Baby. You fine foxy, oh I need to stop…
It does a fellow mama’s heart good to see everyone back in the proverbial fold.
I am loving camping vicariously through the Bossy household. Now I don’t feel so bad that we had to scrap our own plans.
PS – Love that Bossy’s son was able to join in on the dock rule breaking.
Awesome that he joined you! And she!
Ya know the schtick where one person’s upper body shows, and another person’s legs are impersonating the upper body’s legs? I saw Gene Wilder doing this the other night on a crazed movie, as if that narrows it down.
So I’m thinking that Pajama Bottoms / Ultra-skinny-jeans Girl has somebody jammed underneath the table in that first shot of her, and hers are straight out in front of her under the table. Because those legs WAY OVER THERE couldn’t possibly be hers.
PS. Congrats on having the whole (albeit Stella-less) fam there now.
Are we going to get to see his cute camping tushie?
Dean Martin wins (posthumously, of course) the Academy Award for being a Real/Fake/Real Drunk Entertainer. Bossy?… she wins the People’s Choice Award for being a Fake/Real/Fake Drunk Blogger.
Enjoy the rest of your vacation Bossy’s Family.
god, you make me happy. kinda like singing I Will Survive in a bathroom.
Yay! Everybody’s here! I’m not getting a summer vacation this year, so I’m enjoying yours instead.
(And Bossy, please ignore the Temperance League’s wet blankets. Goodness, don’t they know that setting a New World Standard is thirsty work?)
Is Bossy’s son still wondering where he should sleep?
I heart Bossy. More please.
So where exactly is Bossy’s son sleeping?
*sniff* the intertwined fingers and un-sitting down to get closer to big brother made me cry. Thanks for sharing this.
GOOD LOARD BOSSY! That son of yours!! OH THAT SON OF YOURS!!!
sigh.
yes yes yes .. I second MarathonMoms request ..
Please show Bossys sons cute camping tush .. POST HASTE!
Awwww – HI!! Bossy’s son and Bossy’s son’s girlfriend! I feel better now.
Bossy’s blog has the best reader comments in the blogdom.
To Bossy’s son’s girlfriend’s parents – please don’t read this.
If they’re over 18, who cares where they sleep? And I’m sure they’re smart enough not to do any hanky-panky in such close quarters with Bossy’s sweet innocent daughter right there.
MAYBE, if I could do it Bossy’s family style, I could be persuaded to go camping. Especially if drinks and crack pipes and beautiful trailers with tables with table cloths and mosquito netting were involved. And if Bossy promised to come, too. Otherwise? Please reserve me a room at the Hyatt.
I have wanted to go camping again ever since that beach camping trip to the coast near San Simeon. But, I am afreeed of spiders. Did you see any on your east coast trip? If not, then, maybe, just maybe, I’ll venture out again.
I never win at the board games! Matthew’s mother has an obnoxious habit of always getting a Yatzee.