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NFL Draft Experience 2017

The NFL Draft Experience was in Philadelphia two weeks ago and was only a 20-minute walk away from TNP. Who knows when this could happen again, so on that Friday some of my coworkers and I took a walk to see the action. We had an absolute blast, and I don’t even like football.

Welcome to the NFL draft experience!


I said, WELCOME to the NFL DRAFT EXPERIENCE!


I could have spent an entire day there. There was so much to do — field goal kicks, 40-yd dashes, contests, a huge line to see the Superbowl trophy (insert jokes about the Eagles here) and rings, and even a frigging ZIP LINE but I had to go back to work so I couldn’t wait the extra half hour to risk life and limb.

Me and a giant Detroit Lions helmet. A nod to Michigan-born WM.


My coworker and me with Swoop, the Eagles Mascot.


Guys, we need to talk about Swoop. When we were settling in for the picture below, he was gyrating and catcall-whistling at us. But I didn’t mind because at 44 I take whatever I can get, even if it’s from an anthropomorphic eagle.

The heads outside of House Lannister.


Carson Wentz’s stuff. He’s a football-thrower in town.


I effing love chips, okay?


I’m sure there was a tribute to the gloriousness that is football pants (second only to baseball pants), but we didn’t have time to search for it. Lunchtime ended too quickly. We bought some swag from the NFL store and walked back to the office.

And proof that the draft should be in Philadelphia every year …

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.)

Date Night: Raiders of the Lost Ark Concert

WM is a huge fan of Indiana Jones. Submitted as evidence: Our costumes for Mickey’s Not So Scary Halloween Party last October:

Indy and Marion


I’ve dressed up often for Halloween, but I have never received such favorable reactions as I did with those costumes. My top was from Old Navy (with some added trim), the pants are from Goodwill, and the monkey came from Amazon. (Site, not rainforest.)

Anyway, when WM found out that the Philadelphia Orchestra was going to play the score for Raiders of the Lost Ark while the movie played, did I really have choice? Of course I did. No, not really.

WM: You’ve never seen this movie, have you.
Me: Sure I did! There’s the boulder and the idol!
WM: You’ve never seen this movie, have you?
Me: KALI MA SHAKTI DE!
WM: That was the second one.
Me: SNAKES! JUNIOR!
WM: (shakes head)

(I did see the whole movie, but I was 12 and forgot a lot of it.)

And that is how we found ourselves at the Kimmel Center on Saturday night with a bunch of Indy fans.

da da DA DAAAA! da da daaaaa! // da da DA! DAAAAA da da DA! DA! DA!

The Kimmel Center is an easy PATCO train ride from home. We were only 4 rows back from the orchestra and it was a fantastic show. The movie was much more fun to watch now than it was when I was 12. (Young Harrison Ford, omg.)

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And it was also amazing watching the Philadelphia Orchestra at work. I played the violin for three miserable years, so I was in awe of the strings section.

By the time we got home we were tuckered out from our grown-up in-the-city date.

It’s not the years, honey, it’s the mileage. 😉

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