Bossy’s son began his senior year at Columbia University, and this year’s shared dorm apartment features a living room, dining room, and sizable kitchen. To which Bossy says, “Grrrlz Weekend!”
Sweet! I’ve never seen a dorm room bigger than 6 square feet. Nice place, but I’m with Scottsdale Girl. Was that Bossy’s Son’s wine, or did Bossy already drain that case and magnanimously provide a packing box? Enquiring minds want to know… PS – Senior year! WootWoot!
SENIOR year???! How is that possible. Were we not just yesterday sending him off as a Freshman, and holding Bossy’s hand and assuring her that he would be just fine and that eventually her heart would heal over the speed with which this boy child of hers had grown up??? Are you *sure* that wasn’t just yesterday??
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on September 9th, 2011 at 5:07 pm
Gail K. said:
What Carroll said! It must senior year of High School that Bossy is talking about – yeah, that’s it.
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on September 9th, 2011 at 8:49 pm
Suzi said:
Yeah, what Carroll and Gail K said. What happened to the missing years? Some weird kind of time warp?
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on September 10th, 2011 at 8:40 am
BSTBXH said:
“Wine” = free liquor store boxes full of other stuff.
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on September 10th, 2011 at 2:59 pm
Julie said:
I’m sure “Grrlz weekend” is exactly what Bossy’s son is thinking, too.
PS – Senior year?? When the hell did our far flung correspondent grow up?
Wait, what?! Didn’t we JUST see a post showing Bossy’s Son being accepted? I’m sure that could not possibly have been FOUR YEARS ago already. I agree with Suzi: Weird Time warp indeed.
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on September 11th, 2011 at 10:41 pm
p.j. said:
When I saw my son’s apartment for this year a little over two weeks ago, I was carefully checking out the location of windows and the availability of shelter from Irene, envisioning the windows of Morningside Heights blowing out. We left our freshperson daughter with her brother for the storm: safer than NJ suburbs for sure. Not sure I could deal with a third kid!
I spy with my little eye a case of Yellowtail WINE
Sweet! I’ve never seen a dorm room bigger than 6 square feet. Nice place, but I’m with Scottsdale Girl. Was that Bossy’s Son’s wine, or did Bossy already drain that case and magnanimously provide a packing box? Enquiring minds want to know… PS – Senior year! WootWoot!
Single rooms rock. One year my daughter actually lived on a floor where her bedroom had a private bathroom!
SENIOR year???! How is that possible. Were we not just yesterday sending him off as a Freshman, and holding Bossy’s hand and assuring her that he would be just fine and that eventually her heart would heal over the speed with which this boy child of hers had grown up??? Are you *sure* that wasn’t just yesterday??
What Carroll said! It must senior year of High School that Bossy is talking about – yeah, that’s it.
Yeah, what Carroll and Gail K said. What happened to the missing years? Some weird kind of time warp?
“Wine” = free liquor store boxes full of other stuff.
I’m sure “Grrlz weekend” is exactly what Bossy’s son is thinking, too.
PS – Senior year?? When the hell did our far flung correspondent grow up?
Wait, what?! Didn’t we JUST see a post showing Bossy’s Son being accepted? I’m sure that could not possibly have been FOUR YEARS ago already. I agree with Suzi: Weird Time warp indeed.
When I saw my son’s apartment for this year a little over two weeks ago, I was carefully checking out the location of windows and the availability of shelter from Irene, envisioning the windows of Morningside Heights blowing out. We left our freshperson daughter with her brother for the storm: safer than NJ suburbs for sure. Not sure I could deal with a third kid!