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Anniversary gifts

Today is our fifth wedding anniversary! Who knows where the time goes…

To celebrate our 10 years living together and 5(!!) years married, we bought some gifts.

The the modern gift for the fifth anniversary is silverware. It just so happened that WM bought me a silver locket!

The picture on the left is from our Disney trip last November, the one on the right is the day we got married.


It’s a lovely piece and when I wear it, it’s difficult not to open it and say “SEE HOW CUTE WE ARE?!?!?” to everyone around me. I resist, though. I’ll leave the weird, gloaty stuff to another embarrassing blogger in her 40s.

The traditional gift for the fifth anniversary is wood. Of course, paper is a derivative of wood, so without even knowing it, I nailed the theme. I had a star map made of what the the night sky looked like on the day we were married!

I figure we’ll hang it somewhere in the upstairs part of the house, where we hang our classy stuff. Downstairs is where we put our Funko Pop figures and WM’s growing collection of Indiana Jones posters.

Disclosure: None of this is sponsored because I suck at blogging. It must be because I don’t have “a corona of golden curls surrounding” my head. (hork)

Friday 5: Over/Under

Happy Saturday! Listen, like one of those little capsules you put in a glass of water which grows into a large sponge dinosaur or a penis, Murphy has soaked up all of my spare time. By Friday nights, WM, Ollie, and I are completely tapped out.

It was a rough week, overall. This week was TNP’s Big!Annual!Meeting! and that’s an event that everyone plays a part in, even if it’s not your department and you don’t even go. It went well and that’s a relief. And WM took a tumble at work down a flight of stairs, bruising some ribs, hairline-breaking one rib, and bashing his wrist. He was home the rest of the week and he’s still in rough shape.

So you’re getting this on Saturday, unapologetically*, while the dogs snooze and while I drink my coffee.

This week’s Friday 5 theme is Over/Under. Let’s go!

1. What’s a film you consider overrated, and what’s a related or similar film you consider underrated?

Oooo. I am very much not a movie person. I can read books for hours and watch every WWE event that seeps onto the airwaves, but if you put me in a theater for 3 hours I have the worst time suspending disbelief. Here is my overrated movie bomb: The Wizard of Oz. I understand that for the year it was released, it was a technical marvel. And when I was growing up in the time before VCRs, the annual television showing was An Event Not To Be Missed.

Psht. I could have sent you home six hours ago but you just aren’t grateful enough for your awful life.


But how awful! Dorothy is a child with a shit life. She’s an orphan, her Aunt/Uncle kind of neglect her, and her dog’s about to be given away to the lying old bitch down the road. A tornado comes through and instead of mercifully killing her, she gets knocked out and sent to the land of Oz in her dream. Where, among terrifying flying monkeys, attempted murder, and a trip through an opium farm (did that make the DVD?), she’s completely played by the GOOD witch, who instead of having mercy on this poor little girl, decides Dorothy needs to appreciate her shit life just a bit more before she can be sent home to it. 0/10 depressing as hell. I don’t understand the worship.

The few films I enjoy are very well-rated, so…nothing there.

2. What’s overrated about the area in which you live, and what’s underrated about it?

That’s Senator Booker if you’re nasty.


What’s underrated about living in New Jersey? EVERYTHING! Listen, I’m an hour from the ocean, a 23 minute train-ride from Philadelphia, and about 2 hours from New York and DC. We have lakes, rivers, woods, farms AND amazing malls with every store imaginable. Yes, there are highways but you know what they do? GET ME WHERE I NEED TO GO. Our people are great. You want diversity? Come to Jersey, baby. The Governor is a knob, but one of our senators isn’t bad. The taxes are high, but my roads are pre-treated for snow before it comes, our schools are great, and we can wear leopard print like NO OTHER.

I rest my case.


Overrated? Bruce Springsteen. Just another rock star, singing about being working class while his daughter completes in equestrian events next to Athina Onassis. I blame this opinion on a vacation we took when I was a kid when Dad kept playing the Born in the USA cassette over and over and over and and over. I do like Hungry Heart, though

3. Whose talent or skill is overrated, and whose is underrated?

Hm. This could get mean, but I already crapped all over The Wizard of Oz so I figure I’m already on thin ice.

Overrated: Ivanka Trump AND Chelsea Clinton. Agree with them or not, they are both smart women. But I think that both of them need to get boots-on-the-ground jobs outside of their respective family’s sphere of influence before I can really start calling them advisers or influencers.

Underrated: Teachers. That’s a slam-dunk. You don’t know how much work they do until you’ve lived with them.

4. What item in the supermarket is overrated, and what’s underrated?

Overrated: La Croix. (with indulgent self-link.)

Underrated: Velveeta. Always Velveeta. It is the perfect golden-smooth treat. Melts great with rotel or salsa for tasty dips, makes the best grilled “cheese” sandwiches ever. Keep your brie, I’ll have Velveeta!

Truer words were never spoken.


5. What’s utterly terrific except for one or two things?

Walt Disney World! It’s the best place to have a vacation, but I think the move to planning everything in advance through the app makes it more difficult to enjoy yourself.

We’ll be back someday. Maybe next year.


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That’s a wrap. This weekend we’ll be cheering outdoor pees, washing towels over and over again, and weeding gardens. If I’m feeling decadent, I’ll make myself a wine and Velveeta plate!

* Sorry!

Friday 5: Gimme one reason

Random alley taken from my work shuttle. Only tangentially related to this post.

Random alley taken from my work shuttle. Only tangentially related to this post.[/caption]Oh, sweet, glorious weekend. By the time I got home from work yesterday I was calling myself Old Woman Russell.

I hit the sofa with my Surface, opened this draft, and passed out. I’ve been nursing a pain in my side/back all week and although Dr. Google says it’s kidney disease I’m going to go with the fact that I did heavy yardwork earlier in the week. I’m a side sleeper too so every night while it should be healing I’m rolling over on it and tweaking it more. Yay middle age!

Here’s the Friday 5 that I pasted into this very space last night and fell asleep on. The theme is “Gimme one reason.”

1. What makes you unreasonably irritated?
TNP is situated on a very busy street in Philadelphia. Because it’s a city, there are police cars. Because there are police cars, there are sirens. I can handle sirens. But some police continuously restart the siren as they drive. So there is a BWOOP-BWOOPBWOOBWOOP-BWOOP noise the whole way down the street and that makes me very stabby.

2. What are you unreasonably particular about?
The elevator buttons at work spin around, so I spend every elevator trip spinning the floor numbers back to upright.

3. What’s something that’s unreasonably complicated?
Trying to obtain a long-form birth certificate from the state of Pennsylvania.

4. What are the best reasons for working in your field?
There will always be doctors and nurses. 🙂

5. What are some good reasons for the most recent silly purchase you made?
I’ve really tried to tamp down on the silly purchases. We are still paying off the A few months ago I bought a fuzzy sweatshirt from Target that says “weekend” on it. It is so soft and comfortable, and, let’s face it, weekends are worth celebrating!

(Blogged while watching a TinyKittens live birth in the other window. The kittens are adorable. Turn off the chat if you want to have any shred of confidence left in the intelligence of your fellow human beings.)

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