Deer me! Here’s hoping your Thursday is looking up.
Since Robert is doing so much better after Covid AND serious pneumonia, he wanted something special, “as a reward.”
(Just between you and me, he’s long past the I-need-a-reward stage. But he is still on oxygen. And sometimes you just go along. But not much longer.)
He didn’t want a new blanket, or a Cadbury egg since it’s so close to Easter, or a new pair of hospital non-grip socks.
No, of course not, he wanted something healthy: Whiskey! But not just any whiskey. He wanted Oban. You don’t know about this Scottish whiskey? Of course you don’t. I wish I didn’t either. It is preposterously expensive.
But I bought it. For my fellow.
Here’s to Robert’s health!
So today is my anniversary! Well, not just mine. It’s Robert’s too … our Fifth Wedding Anniversary … December 9th! (We’ve been together longer, but purist Robert didn’t want to get married until we could legally do so in Georgia— back in 2016.)
We’re in Atlanta to celebrate. The Alliance Theatre’s new adaptation of A Christmas Carol last night. So good, with deeper character development than usual. God blessed us everyone! And heading to the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra’s Christmas with the ASO tonight. “Culture” is our middle name.
Here’s the very cool anniversary pop-up (or is it pop-out?) card Robert gave me.
Again, always the purist, he likes to find cards that are made Specifically for Gay Folks. (Whereas I just grab one from the Dollar Tree and use white out to get rid of the woman’s hair and … etc. and use a permanent black magic marker to messily but effectively transform “wife” into “husband.”)
Isn’t it cute? I loved it. It’s so pop-uppy, colorful and GAY — in every sense of the word!
TIB (Truth in Blogging): We’re not both black.
And here’s a little anniversary bouquet we got for our midtown Atlanta rental’s little “dining room” table.
Wait, you need a close-up, don’t you? Let me snap one real quick.
Here you go. Well, Lo and Behold! Look toward the back of the pic above. Santa pants! And we all know from yesterday’s post “Robert and …” #6 EXACTLY what that means: Robert’s nearby!
So I interrupted him fussing around in the kitchen doing who knows what (he’s always throwing it up to me that he went to ”Chef’s School”) and told him to wave at our
thousands, hundreds, dozens single-digits of blog fans.
P.S. Google just reminded me that a traditional Fifth Anniversary gift is Wood. (And my phone’s calculator cruelly taunted me that I’ll be 114 on our Fiftieth Diamond Anniversary! I just depowered my phone.) Anyway, on the off chance that you haven’t gotten our Wooden Gift yet, here are a couple of suggestions:
We watched The Queen’s Gambit! And I would like to try that looking-up-at-the-ceiling strategy.
I see nothing.
This wooden nutcracker would SO come in handy. Remember that big bowl of nuts from yesterday’s post?