Hi Bossy’s black and white skirt she almost didn’t pack and then proceeded to wear every minute she was camping in Vermont this past week. Glad you held up to the splintery picnic bench with limited pulls in the dizzying fabric which, as a bonus, makes every body appear pear-shaped. And to you, grey tank…
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Look What Happened On The Way To Self-Help
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…
Greetings From Camp Bossy
Bossy and her husband and daughter are currently enjoying their annual vacation in a bucolic Vermont campground, where bucolic equals Bossy puts the colic in bucolic. The trouble begins this past winter, when Bossy called to reserve the annual campsite — and when Bossy says she called to reserve the site she means she made…