A few years ago my friend Lindsey granted me a nickname. She began addressing me as "B.P."
What does B.P. stand for, you ask? Ok fine, I'll [hesitantly] tell you ... Bossy Pants.
Actually, she has not called me this in a long while - Does this mean I am perhaps making progress on the bossy front?? I do hope so ...
This Friday night, my Mom and I went to the Women of Faith conference about an hour away. Patsy Clairmont brought a brand new meaning to the word bossy for me! See, she told a story of how her family deemed her as being the bossiest one in the family. When she realized she was bossy, she responded: "I can't help it that I'm ... directionally gifted."
Directionally gifted, Linds. Not bossy.
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