Jan 21, 2011
Fridays With Jeff
Remember that book, Tuesdays With Morrie, about the man who spends once a week with his 78-year-old terminally ill former teacher, who imparts all manner of life lessons from his death bed?
Well Bossy is involved in a relationship exactly like that, except she spends Fridays with her friend Jeff.
Meet Jeff.
Jeff is a very old friend of Bossy’s. And here Bossy is not referring to how long she’s known Jeff, which is, like, a month. No, Jeff is just old.
And Bossy’s friend Jeff is a huge fan of Bossy’s blog!
So. Bossy and her friend Jeff get together every single Friday, where every single Friday equals twice in six weeks.
Except, instead of the scenario where Bossy or her friend Jeff die in the end, Bossy and Jeff thought it would be more fun if every Friday they went somewhere for soup.
So there Bossy and her friend Jeff sit every Friday that is more like two Fridays in six weeks, slurping their spicy tuna roll and telling each other their dreams. No, not their hopes for the future! Bossy means their dreams.
Anyway. Jeff is busy today. So much for that very famous book, Fridays with Jeff.
A classic Bossy!!!!!!
(I still have a happy smile
So, no miso then?
(this was a scream, BTW)
–>My husband doesn’t dream either. Although last week after we watched five seasons of Dexter in a short period of time, he dreamt about Julia Stiles and Dexter.
You’re never going to have enough material for a book at this rate. Tell this Jeff dude to get with it. And do something interesting – if he refuses to get a terminal disease, he could at least commit a heinous crime, or enter politics or something.
Better luck with a new title perhaps……
Bye Jeff.
But Olivia has really interesting dreams which equals (to copy Bossy) that Olivia dreams she is one of her kids back in the Jurassic Era and Olivia doesn’t quite get this so she thinks that she and Bossy might have something to talk about over non-soup . . .
Hi Bossy….I am not dead…I’ve just been gone…trying to get back into blogging…and visiting YOU, one of my favorite people!! Can’t wait to see if I missed any BARBIE blog posts..and catch up on your son, actress daughter..and I was thinking of you and your brother when I was PAINTING my destroyed duplex a renter left trashed–thinking of that “Free” vacation spot you had only to be told you were painting!
Blog on Bossy..Blog on!!
I don’t think we have any super places for soup in Montgomery county either. The sushi looks divine.
LOVE that book!
I say go ahead with the book. It sounds like one I might be able to actually read all the way through instead of getting to chapter 4 and giving up.
Oh Miss Bossy! I have superlative in color dreams! Movie length sagas of mixed up memories, books I read, and some completely weird s…t! Lunch with me just might win you a TV movie deal!I would say Pulitzer; but, lets get real here. I also love food of any kind, as long as it’s not moving or innards and stuff! Think about it.Your people can call my people and set it up!
hi Jeff… with red hair
Saw the movie, Morrie one, not Jeff. Don’t think that one is out yet. More Fridays will come. Look forward to future installments.
My grown daughter had a wonderful dream a few days, weeks,ago. She killed the crocodile who has haunted her dreams for more years than either of us want to know. Context was clear as a bell too.
Yay, Urs!
I have a similar gig….Fridays with Doughnuts.. No fodor for book material at this time, will keep plugging way at it!
Funny thing is last night I had a dream, it was an awesome dream. You see there were people in the park playing games in the dark…and don’t ya know what they played was a masquerade. But don’t worry, from behind the walls of doubt a voice was crying out. It was saying, “stop quoting Lionel Richie you friggin idiot.” Then I woke up in a cold sweat.
Are you sureBossy’s friend Jeff isn’t actually Bob Forrest from Celeb Rehab? Maybe he’s busy helping Dr Drew with someone from a reality show who’s going through heroin withdrawal,