Well, our actual anniversary was last night and it was quite nice. We went out to a local steakhouse for dinner and it was delicious. Paul's prime rib may have been better than my filet mignon, hard as it is to admit. Then we came home and watched the Bones finale. Paul was away on yet another business trip last week, so he missed it. (He was heartbroken about it, I assume you.) No, he most certainly wasn't, but it's my Star Wars*, so he graciously watched it with his full attention. He even told me that a certain anonymous friend of his also loves Bones. I don't want to brag, but I would like to say the number of people who think Bones is awesome continues to increase, while the number of people who think it is lame remains constant at 1 (Paul). I also asked if he had any defining memories, but he didn't. He said he mainly saw five happy years, not any specific events, which was pretty much how I felt. You may awww now.
*This is a reference to How I Met Your Mother (not grandmother/mother-approved). The main character, Ted, is attempting to prove to his friend, Marshall, that he isn't rushing into a marriage. But it's revealed Ted's fiancee has never seen Star Wars, his favorite movie of all time.** It's not just his favorite movie, it's what he watches "when he's home sick with the flu, on rainy Sunday afternoons in the fall, on Christmas Eve, in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad." So, as a test of their compatibility, they watch Star Wars. I think you can imagine how it goes.
**This leads Marshall to say one of the best things ever said on television: "The only people in the universe who haven't seen Stars Wars are the characters in Star Wars. And that's cause they lived them, Ted! That's cause they lived the Star Wars!"
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