You are looking at Bossy’s tinted moisturizer which exploded all over the bathroom last night after whatever altitude change occurred during Bossy’s drive from Boise Idaho to Rawlins Wyoming.
But before we begin, Bossy wants to address a comment made yesterday by one of Bossy’s esteemed council regarding Bossy’s (No) Book Tour that went a little like this: Girl why are you on that idiot trip anyway when you are steady complaining the whole six weeks?
This struck Bossy because she truly isn’t complaining. Obviously there are a few inconveniences associated with driving an average of eight hours a day, like rising at 4:30 a.m. in order to get out of dodge before that city’s commute stalls the day — or like pooing in truck stops and napping in the backseat of her car and eating enough salty road food to swell one’s fingers to the size of thighs and watching one’s eyeglass prescription tumble down the eye chart due to eye strain and worrying over muscle atrophy due to absolutely zero exercise and dealing with lockjaw from too much gum chewed to stay awake and coping with the sheer terror of having to cross flooded roadways and snow-covered mountain passes, all while alone, but Bossy is not complaining.
And if it did seem like complaining, Bossy apologizes for how tedious that must seem, and she promises to never do it again. Ever. Except this once. And every day after this.
Back to the tinted moisturizer that exploded in Bossy’s makeup bag. The first disappointment is the expense of this moisturizer and how Bossy uses it so sparingly, which made Bossy tabulate the amount smeared on her toothbrush case alone and decide that was enough to last Bossy until Chicago. The second disappointment was how it insidiously covered absolutely everything and so Bossy had to empty the contents of her makeup bag and clean everything off after she had been driving for ten hours:
This made Bossy think about other things that haven’t adhered to Bossy’s concept of how things would transpire on her (No) Book Tour. Let’s look at a few of those things, shall we?
This is Bossy’s foundation and it has two problems. The first is that the top cracked and it no longer snaps on securely so Bossy always worries its contents will spill all over Bossy’s makeup bag. Silly Bossy, like that would ever happen!
The second problem is Bossy didn’t realize when packing she is almost out of this foundation, so when she needs to apply spackle foundation to her face to cover up her blotchy lack of sleep, Bossy is all press press press the nozzle and nothing comes out. Isn’t that special?
Next we have this:
This stack of clothes represent those things Bossy keeps in her suitcase that she has worn again and again.
And this stack of clothes represents the things Bossy keeps in her suitcase that she hasn’t worn yet. Isn’t that special?
Here are a few additional things that never got the Make Life Easy On Bossy memo, which currently litter her crowded mobile home:
Bossy can summarize the special things she didn’t necessarily count on in this way: Sister mercy how about Nashville’s floods? Bossy’s thoughts with you.
Which is what today’s Ten-Word Challenge is all about. In exactly ten words, can you tell Bossy and her council about something unexpected and oh so special that’s going on in your life right now, even if it’s not the scale of something important like the floods in Nashville. Because we all deserve to complain a little here and there. Mostly here.
And be sure to check back later today for the specialist comments on the web.
Meanwhile, tonight Bossy is in Denver, and tomorrow Kansas City!
–>Husband bought a new Harley. Nice mother’s day gift.
(sarcasm)
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The chocolate bars Bossy got from the vending machine? Spoiled.
Oh but Bossy ate them anyway, of course. Stomachache today!
Everyone telling me how having a baby should go. Grrrrrrrr!
Neighbor using marble chips for landscaping. Knew he was nuts.
TMJ doc sez “three grand, please.” Bye, doc – hello acupuncture!
Daughter is failing English. “That’s your mother tongue, and stuff.”
(Name that John Cusack movie.)
Excited to meet Bossy; foiled by huge pregnant elephant feet.
Sorry, Seattle council.
insurance keeps denying sons needed care, husband lost job.
PS. it’s not complaining, it’s sarcastic humor – I like it!
Bossy in Denver, can’t come because of awards night. Kids.
3 sisters + 1 mother X 4 egos = DRAMA!
Husband out of work for six months now. It blows.
Who complained about complaining? They are missing all the fun.
The worst part about my husband being unemployed? He’s HOME.
Bossys daughter and I are writing a song together. Faint.
New coworker, does nothing, her salary eating into what pittance of a bonus I should be getting in July. Ugh. (Sorry for this being over ten words)
oh. complain….
A rat in my house because of recent constuction. FAINT.
Spending Mother’s Day at dance competition. Oh so much fun!
What is better than vicarious road trips, complete with all the specialness?
My own 10 word complaint?
Congestion; phlegmy; fat man sitting on my chest. . . secondary infection!
Family lost a son too early, much sadness all around.
Also:
Roof flies off house, misses barbie doll sister, so glad!
True story- a roof flew off a house and smashed the car she had been sitting in 10 seconds earlier.
We are a very grateful family right now!
^^^shelley – The Sure Thing is not only my favorite John Cusack movie but probably my overall favorite movie. I think that was also my very first ten word challenge.
Now on to this challenge…
“suddenly” needs surgery but “suddenly” = not scheduled until mid-June
Jealous that BOSSY’s doing a Kerouac. Wish I could go.
Locoweed. Equines confined indefinitely. 80 acres of worthless pasture. Special.
Must keep sarcasm to myself, looking for a new job.
Ariel – Reading your comment made me count my blessings rather than complain. Thank you for reminding me of the blessings!
There are lots of travel blogs about how beautiful our country is (mine included). But not everybody can complain funny. Bossy can. Anyway, complaining balanced by ‘little known fact’ post yesterday.
Travel safe. (I know this isn’t 10-word-tuesday.)
Daughter & husband’s parking prowess injured tire; died on me
Moisturizer didn’t explode in Reno? Happens to me every time!
Daughter’s 13th birthday today … not speaking to me …
Guy at work CONSTANTLY talking religion. Enough to go agnostic!!!
Sister/BFF diagnosed with Hepatitis C, two kids.
NO risk factors!
Big ugly mystery/misery.
Can’t run half marathon because of a double ear infection.
PECO comes to house to fix already fixed gas meter.
BH
Refuses to fix meter until chimney is sealed in basement.
BH
Meter whose original “fix” included a house clearing gas leak.
BH = all kinds of charmed over this one…
Getting nothing but hate looks from 15 year old daughter.
AC not working. No job / money to fix it. Grrrr.
Crappy conservative old-boys-network company that can’t support part-time. Effers
Old running injury triggered by sitting on butt doing homework.
Cabin filled with mold. Moving back onto RV, this time with *three* kids. Don’t tell the 32 chicks we’re raising, or the seedlings we started, or the plans we made, the furniture we just bought….
My boy’s been in a wheelchair since Bossy left town!
My salary that supports three might be cut in half.
Big plate of Indian leftovers. No naan. Isn’t that special?
Pam’s son is in Denver with Bossy. Not with Pam
Trip to Arizona from Canada spoiled by average May BLIZZARD.
Can’t meet Bossy tomorrow. Son has band concert. So disappointed!
Huge ego’d coworker that does no work but complains continually.
Company has been “restructuring” for 10 months, job cuts pending.
I am 48 today which is rapidly nearing scary 50!!!!
Sneezy, sleepless, tossing, turning. Can I go back to bed?
3rd trip to mechanic, found ‘problem’ $1500.00 …………already paid $650.00!!!
Broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, broke, so broke, and scared
Sold house. Now I really have to move. Special sigh
Husband out of work after a year overseas, constantly underfoot!!
hip pain, no sleep.can’t walk. 38 years old. WTF?
Read all the comments.
I am so sorry for everyone—such sad tales in 10 words or less
Bossy’s coming, St Louis, two vacation days, because I can.
Don’t get me started with the complaining. Besides, there are people in the world ( and Bossy’s council) that have real problems. Mine are nothing compared.
I want Grace/43’s special problem. Can eat leftovers without naan.
Managed avoiding telling griping sis: “you have Rich Woman problems!”
(Her back yard isn’t perfect, is going to cost $10,000.)
Of course her husband had sudden quadruple bypass surgery too.
BH, Bossys Mom, BS, and most of all Bossys Daughter: am missing stories of your doings (beyond 10 words)! Get home, Bossy! BH needs someone to complain to in PERSON.
Sorry, not 10 words. Just loved reading your contributions above.
Everyone wants a BIG NEW event. Nobody wants to help.
Something stuck behind tooth. Tongue tired from trying to remove.
grouchy husband who is blessed by work but unable to deal
Bossy I have been using Complex 15 ever since you featured it on your favorite things – what is with this tinted stuff?
Billing records stolen. Personal info compromised. At risk for identity theft.
Asthma flare ups kicking my butt ninja style. HALP MEEEE!!!
Convenient bathroom toilet outtacommission
Schlep downthehall? Cold at night!
(Cheatercheater!)
PS:
Plus, pioneers? No toilets.
Early settlers? Outhouses.
People in Haiti? No hall!
Notsobadafterall !
this is for the hubs’ day:
after one-hour wait, inadequate residency evidence for drivers license!
Question for Bossy: why so many toothbrushes?
@Laura (#52) – right there with you, not special, not fun.
Started my millionth diet. Everyone on earth pissing me off.
Fell off chair, injuring right lactating boob. Left one okay.
stomach virus and i cant see ball game from bathroom
held hand & head of 14yr old in excruciating pain till ambulance
Surprise! My mom has one year to live! Damn metastasis.
Bossy – why don’t you put broken/possibly explodey things in separate ziplocks?
To tired to think, laughed my head off at Angi! (#62)
Can I retract my whiny ‘possible’ identity theft comment. I am humbled by others.
Angi, not laughing at you, but it struck home here!
I took the bullet and volunteered (now isn’t THAT stupid!) to work two schools and now I’ve been told that next year I can stay in one building but I have to change grades. crap, crap and double crap.
And CRAP–I can’t count to ten to save my——–
Daughter isn’t graduating in December.Another major, two more years!
9yo bipolar daughter can’t/won’t stop screaming, whining, hitting, and yelling SHUT UP!
90 Florida Degrees. Fritzy Car A/C. So very Specially Sweaty.
(my problems are big nothings compared to most of Bossy’s peeps)
Basement leak=mold=lots of money and mess.
SOB…..
During Drivers Ed yesterday, nephew’s vehicle hit by a truck.
I’m spending another year broke and I currently hate EVERYTHING.
Gonna start campaign: UP With Complaining! You Have a Right.
Bossy skipping Twin Cities and I keep whining about it.
neck/shoulders/back all locked up. Constant pain. Emergency chiropractic. Expensive. Special.
Unsure if I am lucky or blessed. Today. THANKFUL., surely.
BFF visiting me in Florida oil spills so no beach
New, deeper, more noticeable wrinkles every day. Not so special!
I have not been able to sleep for a week!
sciatica, fed up with too many pets (son’s and mine. sigh)
Anniversary dinner daughter’s treat snipes at me the WHOLE time
Forced to cancel expensive Florida trip because of oil. Not like we’ve been saving for a year or anything.
Teaching in California isn’t very special. Pink slipped once again.
Husband lost job. Husband lost job. Husband lost job. Oy.
After reading these comments I realize that I’m not alone and one way or another, we’ll get by. There is much to be thankful for. I have a job. It sucks right now for lots of folks. Nashville!
I have loved every, sometimes scary, minute of it. Living vicariously through you.
Bossy.. never thought you were complaining. Just thought you were telling your story
Have more fun!!
18-year old Brazilian houseguest hasn’t learned how to deactivate lights.
(I really meant turn off lights, but that would have meant 11 word and I just couldn’t do that. Also, the TV is a problem and holy mother of . . . put your dishes in the dishwasher. You may have a maid at home, but I don’t have one here! Other than that, he’s charming.)
Reading sad tales… Hugs to all. Blessings around the corner?
hi boss. Nice to meet you. Zdub told me she met you last night and you found her through me! So I had to check you out. I looked at your non book tour and you are discriminating against where I live. In order to be my actual boss I expect at least 1 face to face meeting. Otherwise I can’t do my job and you’re a terrible boss.
Mom is dying (leukemia) and I can’t make it stop.
[To the moms with bitchy adolescent daughters: they will RUE THE DAY, believe me. I do. I wish I could take back every hateful thing I ever said to my mom. Of course, by this time you will be dying and perhaps have more important things to think about].
Funny, I never thought you were complaining–just entertaining!
Here’s my 10:
Been supporting unemployed sister & parents & starting to resent.
OMGosh Bless everyone and hope that today’s problems become tomorrow’s memories as they are allll resolved.
Ok complaint.
Still have 50# to lose and want it gone NOW (156# gone to this point) Yipee
The dog and his glands. OMG! The smell! The leakage!
Went to bed too late, got up too early. Groggy.
Have to get my cervix roto-rootered on Friday to clear out the pre-cancerous cells that have taken up residence there… Isn’t that special?
Kentucky flooded. Town without potable water going on 5 days.
You pulled that money out of WHICH of our accounts?
Those boots a size 8? Send them to Edison, NJ.
Bossy isn’t a complainer – in comparison to me, that is!
Son diagnosed ADHD – both blessing (now we know) and curse
Our baby was due yesterday but isn’t here just yet.
The amount of homework to be done this weekend=overwhelming
Excruciating pain in my r.jaw…retiring this year…two related?
“Everything’s fine” for months, then 5th grade mid-quarters show failing
Perhaps excused after burying Grandma, Auntie and father-in-law last week
“Unfriended” after comments to college buddy about Obama Hate Prayer
I’m so sorry – I got on a roll…talk about complaining…! But I love reading about Bossy’s life (and also wish she could come to the Twin Cities).
Husband diagnosed with cancer same week mother died. Special huh?
Bees under my deck. So many damn bees.
Paid to have bad haircut fixed and now it’s worse.
Watched young nephew catch baseball with his face yesterday. Good times.