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Friday 5: Makin’ it

From Tuesday’s post: …, but it’s Franken’s passion for doing what (he believes) is right that shines the brightest. Five stars, and I hope Franken serves Minnesota and the rest of us for as long as he wants.

It’s Christmastime in the City!

I can certainly pick’em! Can we agree that it’s wrong to pretend to honk-honk a sleeping woman’s breasts? It’s not the same level as hitting on 14-year-olds, but it’s still pretty shitty for a grown-ass man to do.

On a much more positive note, I think it’s safe to announce now that we have another niece/nephew arriving on the scene in March! Well *I* know what the gender is, but ’tis not my story to tell. I’ve been calling my nephew my “favorite kid” for his entire life so I’ve painted myself into a bit of a semantic corner.

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Onto the Friday 5! This week’s theme is Makin’ it
Let’s get to it!

1. What skill seems like it would be really fun to learn?

Furniture making. I can’t saw on a straight line, but wouldn’t it be cool to just … make a chair?

2. Which of the winter Olympic sports would you love to compete in?

I think curling looks like a LOT of fun. Plus it’s indoors. I hate the cold. It’s been in the 40s for the last few days and I’ve been keening like a banshee. A month ago I was in the warm Caribbean waters. But yeah, curling.

3. What fun craft did you make when you were a kid, in school or at camp or somewhere else?

Eh…I really can’t think of any craft that was fun. We did stupid woven potholders and some plaster of paris stuff, but nothing truly fun.

4. If everyone in the world is the best in the world at some very specific thing, what are you most likely the best at?

I am an amazing sofa camper. Given nothing to do, I can take a stack of reading material, a bottle of water, and my Surface to the sofa and spend the entire day there. I don’t even need the TV on.

Murphy is learning to love snuggling.. Ollie approves from the way-back of the bed.


5. What’s something you own that was handmade by someone you know?

My mother-in-law makes amazing quilts. We have them all over the house (see above), and I’ve been snuggling under 2 of them every night on the sofa for years now. I should ask her for a special edition extra-heavy flannel quilt that can I can wrap up in while I keen and wail about the cold.

I am off from work all next week, so other than entertaining a good friend from out of town for a few days and dinner at my cousin’s on T-Day, I plan on maximizing my sofa time.

Friday 5: Dear Old Golden Rule Days

Happy Friday! This was my last day of work before a week off, so I’m suitably chill.

We are the only house on our street whose tree dropped all its leaves. Because of course.

I’m a bit tired tonight so I’m going to hop right to this week’s Friday 5. The theme is Dear Old Golden Rule Days which is from the old song called School Days that we used to play on the Victrola when I was a child.

  1. when did you last raise your hand to be called upon, to get someone’s attention, or in response to a “how many of you…” question? or heck, for any reason at all?
  2. Probably at the Pennsylvania Conference for Women last week, as part of a “how many of you” question. I don’t raise my hand in meetings anymore. We’re all adults — we know how to speak up when others have paused.

  3. when did you last have to do anything akin to homework?
  4. (curious about the lack of capital letters in the questions) We’ve been working on a project at work since last August. It launches in December and I’m starting to fly into panic mode. The reporting portion of it is web-based so sometimes at night I’ll log in and stare at it and lose all confidence in myself.

    It’s SAP Business Intelligence “Webi” dashboard, by the way. If you have some great tutorial that helped you with it, care to share? I need a few “eureka” moments to get my mojo back.

  5. when did you and your friends last go outside to play?
  6. Today we had a scavenger hunt at work. We divided into 4 teams and had to take photos of or bring back a bevy of items from places around the city. I’m cheating on this question because I had a conference call during that time. I’d have been more upset about if I wasn’t going to be out next week.

  7. how’s your penmanship nowadays?
  8. Awful, but it always has been, even in the school days. Penmanship was always my lowest mark, and it was a relief when I got to middle school and it no longer mattered. I’m tickled pink that the only person who has to read my notes now is me.

  9. among stuff you periodically eat, what reminds you most of your lunches in the school cafeteria?
  10. Every now and again I’ll heat up some Ellio’s Pizza. It reminds me of grade school cafeteria pizza, which used to be rectangular slices individually packed in foil boxes. We were also given “hot satellite” sandwiches which was some sort of ham and melted (American? Government?) cheese on a bun. They were so good but I’ve never been able to make my own. In high school I basically had a hot dog and french fries every day for 2 1/2 years – that’s easy to replicate.

Friday 5: Nonstrosity

Happy Saturday! I was feeling under the weather for most of the week so I didn’t get to blogging when I wanted. But no more guilt about that. My blog, no advertisers, no rules!

This morning I came downstairs and the dogs were already outside. WM let them in and they joyfully ran over to me, tails wagging. Murphy proudly dropped a gray hairy blob at my feet — it was a long-dead mouse. HOORAY!

After I climbed down from the ceiling, we went to Wawa (where most busy Saturdays start), a yard sale, the post office, the Collingswood Book Festival, the Haddon Heights Fall Fest, Paper Source in Marlton Evesham and back home by noon. Yeah. I wore my Reading Trumps Ignorance shirt, which got no comments at the Book Festival, and a small comment from a vendor in Haddon Heights.

She: What’s your shirt say?
Me: Reading Trumps Ignorance.
She: I’m a Trump fan.
Me: Okay!

By then I already had purchased something from her, so hey, whatever. I’m sure this lovely older woman is happy she’s making America great again by selling decorative lawn flags that were made in China.

I also fell hard for this apple basket decorated to look like a pumpkin. I hate fall but the decor sure is pretty.

When we got home I spent the afternoon sitting outside in the 85-degree weather, and then I cleaned all of the dog poop out of the yard. My glamorous life!

Tonight we saw the lovely Kristen (and my the rest of the fam) for her birthday dinner and I filled my belly with pasta.

But rght now, it’s time for the Friday 5. This week’s theme is Nonstrosity. Let’s get to it!

1. What’s a good movie for October that has nothing to do with monsters or Halloween?

As I’ve said many times, I’m not a movie person (though the reserved recliners at my newly-refurbished local movie joint is slowly making me rethink that). But I’m a HUGE fan of the movie “You’ve Got Mail” and one of the memorable lines is “Don’t you just love New York in the fall?”

2. What’s a good couple of songs for October that have nothing to do with monsters or Halloween?

Eh. How about O New England by the Decemberists?

3. What are some reasons to love October?

The beginning of hockey season. (Devils win 4-1!) Oh, how about climate change? Look at this beauty!

I know this is fundamentally wrong but … I’m not going to complain overly much.

4. Radio stations sometimes call this month Rocktober, doing special playlists or giveaways in celebration of rock music. What would be a better rhyming name for this month, and how might it be celebrated?

Cocktober. Glocktober. I could have sworn that at one point there was a “Proctober” where people urged men to get prostate exams, but I can’t find anything about it. It probably was pinkwashed out and replaced by the eyerolling Movember movement. But I think it’s a good idea.

5. What would be a good holiday to establish in October for those U.S. states not commemorating Columbus Day?

Indigenous People’s Day and Leif Erikson Day are already becoming things, and I am fine with that.

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