This has been Bossy’s view for the last six days as she lounges lakeside in her bucolic Vermont campground where there isn’t anything remotely tick-like or poison-ivy-infested, hi Park Ranger!
When not lounging — or wrapping things in bacon — Bossy has been dedicating the enforced downtime with limited connectivity to reading this book:
Originally published in 1960, it is the granddaddy of the self help books which proclaim that a mind-body connection is the way to achieve personal goals. This is accomplished by visualization of positive outcomes and an adjustment of one’s self image. Even if Bossy can’t help but listen to the critic within when studying the graphics on her book’s jacket:
But get this: while Bossy was off awakening her automatic success mechanism and discovering her best self in the theater of her mind, an email was lying dormant in her inbox.
Who would like to venture a guess regarding the deadline? Oh yes, that’s right, it passed two days ago, without Bossy.
To recap: while Bossy was stressing her already injured tailbone sitting at a splintery picnic table the shape of a smile and watching sweaty men drink beer dressed as soda, all of Bossy’s blogger friends were off brokering their own Project Mom Casting entries and are no doubt this minute preparing for reality show greatness.
But Bossy will fight her negative imagination and dehypnotize herself from the false belief that she is two days too late — and in doing so she will describe what makes Bossy unique for the Project Mom Casting project:
Bossy is the wild-haired host of a virtual sitcom which examines everything under the sun and over the moon and includes dynamic characters such as her hot son and her lap pony and her rock star friends and a delightful one and a husband which may or may not be John Cusack.
And finally, Project Mom Casting requires that a photo accompany each entry: