Oct 6, 2008
Weekend Review. The Bossy Has The Flu Edition.
Good morning, and welcome to Bossy’s Monday morning flu. Or maybe it isn’t the flu, maybe it’s exhaustion. But Bossy did spike a fever last night of 103. OK, it wasn’t 103, and it wasn’t a spike—it was 100. But the chills! Or maybe they weren’t chills, maybe it was a chilly house, but you get Bossy’s point: Monday.
So Bossy will give her readers reader the abbreviated version of her two days in New York City with her husband and daughter for Columbia University’s Family Weekend.
First the family schlepped armfuls of stuff that Bossy’s son had requested from home; things that are not available in New York, such as Bossy’s son’s bass. And Mint Milanos and toothpaste.
Once reunited with Bossy’s son, the family scurried to a local diner:
And then the foursome climbed on the subway and rode for three million blocks:
They rode on the subway for three million blocks so they could scurry to a local Italian restaurant:
And then Bossy and her family rode the subway back to Columbia University, where they scurried to a Thai restaurant, before convening with a couple of guys at their local bar:
The next day, the family food food food, and then they went to a Columbia football game where they food food food.
Toward evening, Bossy and her family scurried to a Cuban restaurant. Three pounds of ropa vieja later, it was time for the goodbye.
And then Bossy married a pair of boots she met on the subway. The end.
Bossy, reading your post almost made it worthwhile to get up today.
I would have married those boots too! Feel better Bossy!
Looks like a great weekend! …did ya get enough to eat? I am worried.
When my daughter was young, my dad told her that Fried Calamari was “Calamari Onion Rings” she ate them and loved them. We had them often. She was a bit confused when she had real onion rings for the first time. She said that she liked the Calamari style better!
I’m sorry you’re flu-ish! It looks like you had a great time. When I go to NY, it’s always foodfoodfood for me, too.
Nice work for being flu-ish. Makes me sorta hope one of my kids goes to college in NYC, except that it’s too far from home. And those boots are exactly the boots I didn’t know I was dying for.
Ah… we have a Columbia boy, too. Since you’re not too timid to travel, try Italian at Dominick’s, 2335 Arthur Avenue in The Bronx for the foodfoodfood.
1. Some of my best friends are fluish.
2. How can Bossy’s son cope with living in such a backwater that he has to have his family bring him toothpaste? Poor guy.
3. Bossy’s son is truly blessed because clearly he can fall asleep ANYWHERE.
4. It’s gratifying to know Bossy marries for love. Over and over. And over.
I love it how Google knows you have the flu and is luring us to drug and symptom diagnoses sites today. See? Even Google wants you to feel better.
Is Bossy’s Son drinking beer? Is that allowed in New York City?
I’m not being judgmental; just curious.
Here in Minniesewta, bartenders and servers have asked my 30+ year-old friends for their IDs.
So… What gives?
Oh how fun it is! My son’s a junior at college in NYC – he’s at The New School – and it is always great to visit. It makes me wish I was that age again.
I’m hungry. For fried rubber bands with tabasco and lemon. Cocktail sauce is for chumps.
I. Want. Those. Boots.
Bossy’s son’s apple juice has foam on it.
I’d totally do those boots.
I LOVE the photo of your son and daughter together on the subway. ADORABLE.
Bossy is really beautiful, even if she is a day away from the flu. And she has a beautiful family!
Wow, you got a lot more done being fluish then I would have ever dared. {btw – thanks a mil for the link!} I’m glad you had a great weekend!
Being sick is a DRAG! We have been fighting a cold for a couple weeks in Squirrelly-ville.
Your children are so sweet together!
Good lord, you ate at Deluxe? Do you need me to re-send those restaurant recommendations?
I can’t help but wonder with all the foodfoodfood if the fluishness might be food poisoning?
Sounds like a fun trip, except for the fluish parts. What I want to know is. . .Why does Bossy keep asking me to take a quiz on how well I know Lil’ Wayne?? I know him not!
I’ve been a lurker, but you always make me laugh. I LOVE those boots! They’re fabulous!
Bossy, I hope you are feeling better. I had the flu 3 weeks ago (for a week) was better for a week and then got a very bad cold which had me in bed for 4 more days. Rest, drink lots of water and rest some more.
Are you sure it’s the flu and not food poisoning?
Ropa Vieja…translates to “old clothes”.
Cuban food and Italian food and Thai food and Diner food and Football Stadium food. I think Bossy has annoyed the hell out of her sensitive stomach. I suggest tea and naps.
I love the photo of your son and daughter on the subway! And I like those boots you kinneared!
With all the hustle and bustle, didn’t you guys get hungry??
I hope the “exhaustion” isn’t the same kind celebrities are treated for: I think that’s code for “rehab.”
I think I’ll make you divorce those boots so I can marry them myself. Or maybe I’ll just have an affair with them?
Did Bossy’s daughter dye her hair red? She looks like a redhead in the first couple of pictures!!
I have the world’s second-most-pickiest eater ever and one thing she WILL eat? Fried calamari.
Go figure.
Wow, Bossy’s son is 21 already? How time flies.
If Bossy’s son needs a mint Milanos connection, I can hook him up. The password is “D’Agostinos.”
This post made me laugh because when my parents would come to visit me at school, the weekends consisted of: food, food, food, shop for Amy, food, food, food, take her friends to dinner, look at campus, food, food, food.
Your trip sounded so familiar!
oh man, it is time to get the flu now isn’t it? well hopefully you will be out of it soon. double down on the sleep and vitamins or drink buttloads of vodka (don’t ask how to measure)
My mother never gets sick from one too many margaritas on a fun weekend, she gets the flu! Perhaps you caught the same flu my mother catches?
I have to disagree. I didn’t like the boots but Bossy’s son just keeps getting cuter. If I wasn’t married, 28, with 2.3 kids I’d hit on him. Just sayin’. Don’t shoot Bossy!!
Oh agg….I haven’t gotten the flu shot yet. However, it is always the flu innoculation toss up anyway. This past year the strain they used wasn’t for the flu in this country at all. I was just lucky and glad I’d quit my job in November.
Love the boots…still too hot here for anything but sandals.
You had me a Ropa Vieja. I would marry Ricky Ricardo if he’d cook for me.
Feel better, Bossy. I’m recovering from my fluish and it blew(ish).
We ate calamari twice this weekend. I’m sure it tasted better in New York than it did in Virginia. Location. Location. Location.
Hope you are on the mend.
Love the boots!
Get well soon, BOSSY!
Is it inappropriate to lust after Bossy’s son?
You know, if someone had explained to me when I was younger that calamari was actually fried rubber bands, I would probably enjoy it a lot more.
Because eating fried rubber bands sounds… kind of funny. And neat!
(I guess I’ll always be a kid in some ways)
I’m sorry you’re not feeling well!
Bossy is a genius! I wish I’d thought of the fried rubber band thing! Maybe that would have worked. Perhaps when my son is 30 he might try them.
Feel better soon!
You know Bossy is sick when she’s marrying footwear instead of random men.
I sure hope you don’t have the cocktail flu, although that usually subsides in 24 hours and is almost immediately cured with a potion called Hair of the Dog.
If Bossy and her boots-husband would move to Utah, I would marry those boots too.
Mint Milanos are a crucial part of the educational experience.
Aw, hope you feel better soon Bossy.
Did the football team win? I remember visiting my oldest friend in the world, who lived near Columbia at the time, when the team won a game. It was literally the first time in many multiple years that the team had won a game. Ah, the parties. ::sigh:: So fun.
I’ll see your flu and raise you a scorching case of the plague.
Your new spouse boots are HOT.
Feel better soon, Bossy.
(My throat is a bit scratchy, did you BREATHE on me?)
Oh how I hope Bossy’s son realizes how desperately his little sister adores him …
You are fluish solely because you have not yet divorced those boots and sent them TO ME.
Bossy!
:):) I think I saw you. 
I was in NYC the exact time you were last weekend! I was visiting my daughter. Did you see me? I was in a black sweater and khaki pants?
Seriously, I was in NYC last weekend.
LJ
Thank God! Sonmoee with brains speaks!
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