Once upon a time there was a family of three, and their names were Bossy, Bossy’s husband, and Bossy’s daughter. They were a family of three because the fourth person, a certain someone named Bossy’s son, decided he had only 96-hours of camping in him and therefore was lagging at home in order to girlfriend…
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Houston, We Got Rain.
It’s raining. Actually it isn’t raining now, but it’s been raining. Rain rain rain. Bossy will tell you all about it later today, after she returns from the campground’s Science Center where Bossy and her daughter will be making bead bracelets, which come to think of it doesn’t seem very sciencey. But at least it’s…
Yet Another Little Known Fact.
Today when Bossy and her husband and daughter went to an R.V. dealer, it was one-million degrees in the shade.