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: