You are looking at the house directly across the street from Bossy’s mom’s house. Bossy has been staring at this house a lot this week, because Bossy and her mom have been sunning themselves on her porch steps like lizards in the unseasonably warm East Coast weather.

One of the reasons Bossy was sunning herself instead of, say, securing sponsorships for her upcoming (No) Book Tour, or raking her garden beds, or vacuuming dog hair, or collecting material for more interesting blog posts is because Bossy is still recovering from her recent leg surgery.

The above is the first page of images that appear when Bossy googles blood clot — which just happens to be the reason Bossy is having difficulty recovering from her surgery. In fact Bossy is currently sporting four blood clots!

You are looking at a blood clot. Or maybe you’re looking at a bunch of cherry lozenges railing toward the back of Bossy’s throat. Perhaps Bossy should use a different picture to explain:

Most blood clots are fairly gelatinous and are reabsorbed by the body very quickly, but Bossy’s clots are special because her clots are organized, which means they form into rock-hard masses that live directly under the skin and are extremely sensitive. But only when Bossy is walking. Or standing. Or moving or sitting or working or sleeping.

Anyway. Back to Bossy’s mom’s house and her front porch steps and Bossy sunning herself like a lizard in the temperate conditions:

Living in the house across the street is a family with three toddler boys. Let’s get a closer look:

And it just so happens that these three toddlers are triplets. Except Bossy’s mom can never think of that term, so she calls them The Three Twins.

That surgical sponges look like Twinkies.

Blah blah Spring blah. This snapshot brought to you by the Blogger’s Association of Boring Seasonal Photos, of which Bossy is a lifetime member.

Bossy doesn’t know why she gets so annoyed at the sight of these early Spring bulbs. Maybe because they just beg to be trampled under another foot of snow.

They spend ridiculous amounts of memory card space trying to get that perfect self portrait of them and their offspring.

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Welcome to Notes from a Far-Flung Correspondent, which features the weekly interests and musings of Bossy’s Son, who is currently enjoying his sophomore year at Columbia University in the City of New York.

This week: Random Occurrences.

Hello from el infierno interminable Midterms Week! After a week and a half of being buried by midterms and essays, I’m just about as fried as a person can get. So, in exchange for a well-woven tale — and yes, I understand that my posts thus far may not necessarily have been tales nor well-woven — I present to Bossy’s Council four random thoughts from the vaults of my camera phone.

Thought #1 -– Spring has sprung! A few days of warm weather have brought the huddled Columbia masses yearning to break free from the libraries out onto The Steps. Sure, daytime class attendance may be down, but at least spirits are up!

Thought #2 -– Towards the end of last semester, I hit the lottery! Sort of. More specifically, my name was selected at random along with some fellow students and one professor to attend a New York Knicks basketball game at the Garden, free of charge. Granted, the Knicks are just about as good as my fifth grade team, but it was still a blast to go.

Thought #3 -– Sure, midterms may be stressful, but as long as I have this picture on my phone, a hearty chuckle is never far away. (Thanks, Pop.)

Aaaaaaand Random Thought #4 -– For those of you concerned with my culinary escapades, fear not -– Thursday night potlucks are alive and well.

Bossy’s daughter is all Talk to the Hand. But Bossy thought you should know Bossy’s daughter was just cast as Dorothy in the local theater’s production of The Wizard of Oz, running later this spring.

Just another vignette from Camp Classy. Bossy and her mom finished watching the first season of In Treatment, and oh Bossy’s gah they don’t have any subsequent seasons available for loan at the library! So ends an obsession, dead in its tracks.

Welcome to Bossy’s Ear Worm, which features songs currently in Bossy’s headphones. Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue.

Maps, Love Will Come.

This is the very latest winter 2010 effort from English artist James Chapman, who records as Maps.

The deal with this one is very simple: Bossy likes to listen to music while she writes, but if she has something complicated to work on, she can’t be bogged down with too many lyrics or too much melody which can often sweep her away. In this situation Bossy often enjoys the musical genre she has named Hypnotica™.

This song perfectly fits the bill, and that bill is $0.99 and should be paid to iTunes. Heh. And by the way, crank this tune up and imagine you are in a disco in Fire Island. The song doesn’t even get cooking in earnest until after the break, more than halfway through. Then it smokes pretty good.

Love will come.

You are looking at a house in Bossy’s childhood neighborhood, Society Hill Philadelphia, and it represents what Bossy has been doing in terms of preparing for her (No) Book Tour.

Bossy loves this particular house because it features a second-story porch rich with iron detailing, which – unlike historical neighborhoods such as Savannah and New Orleans — is very rare in Philadelphia, which is not known for incorporating much iron work. Unless when talking about iron we are talking about iron railings that flank townhouse steps, in which case Society Hill Philadelphia is very known for those.

But Bossy, you may be saying, this has absolutely nothing to do with preparing for your road trip! To which Bossy would answer, exactly.

Bossy has been in this Society Hill neighborhood countless times this past two months, either having Vascular appointments or having Vascular surgery or going back for follow-up Vascular appointments. Are you sensing a theme?

Preparation for Bossy’s road trip has taken a backseat — and see how Bossy did that? See how Bossy buried a car pun right here in the middle of her road trip post?

In whatever case, Bossy is now pedaling very fast to catch up, trying to secure her sponsorships. And speaking of this, if you know any nice
paper-trained sponsorships in need of a home, please contact Bossy immediately using the contact link at the top of her blog.

More updates coming.