The sweet parties in Bossy’s neighborhood. On Saturday night, Bossy got out of the house for a bit to attend a birthday party on an adjacent block. Per usual, there was a line out the door to reach the amazing food, which spanned from here to the Dakotas. And per usual, there was silliness.
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Bossy’s Favorite Things.
Take out. Bossy hasn’t been treating herself to restaurants, and even as she types she knows there is photographic evidence of at least one restaurant in Bossy’s near past, two if you count drinking your lunch, but what Bossy really wants to say is: trust her. She cooks and eats at home and cooks and…
Yet Another Little Known Fact.
On Sunday, Bossy flipped another year, which Bossy loves as much as she loves change, where change equals any year other than thirty — so Bossy’s husband and daughter’s only defense was to, surprise, fill the house with friends.