Only the Beginning

Mardi Gras, Gras!

2011-03-08T11:03:00.006-06:00

So it's Fat Tuesday I hear!

Time to party or at least enjoy the day before these coming 40 days of Lent. I am excited because...

One: I will be ordering delicious Mardi Gras beignets (yum!)to celebrate

And...

Two: these coming Fridays will be full of vegetarian options for me wherever I go...well more options than now and more people willing to eat vegetarian-style with me.

Here's to the Pensive 40 of 2011. I hope to grow closer with Christ...that is my prayer for Lent.

Peace Out, and See you on the flip side!

PS: The title above is no mistake...I am going to make it a very 'fat' 'fat' Tuesday. Go strong or go home :)

How fat you may ask?...my Tuesday will be signing up for the next season of the biggest loser...holla!

Emotion Spectrum

2011-02-25T12:22:00.005-06:00

So sometimes life is not fair and that is okay...I can live with that but, not jumping from emotions of great disappointment directly into 'glass half full' mode.

I used to do that time and time again always avoiding feelings of disgust of failure, downfall, defeat, and unrest...

...always telling myself...no worries it will be okay...but doing that right away.

That used to be me a while back and now looking back, I can see the difference.

And it is amazing how much I have grown as a result. If something or someone (which is usually the case) sucks I give myself time to rage and let feelings come out.

I have realized that all of our emotions are good and like the color spectrum are ever-present. I can't just use blue and go to yellow - thus avoiding red...I want to let red have a moment in the spotlight.

Booyah world and the emotions spectrum...I'm gonnna use you up...in moderation with maybe more yellows and hopefully less blues...and hues of red here and there.

It is interesting what feelings add to the human experience...we'll see where else they may lead me.

PS. no clue how this all came about or why I wrote on the topic...

But HEY, why not!?

:)

As the body grows bigger…

2011-02-07T11:09:00.003-06:00

Whoa…is all I have to say…yes my Packers won but this weekend turned into a walk/jog along the Lake Front…it’s amazing what ski goggles can do to keep you warm (scarf and coat too).

But really the main event occurred on my random finding on my walk…when I stumbled onto the surgical science museum.

PLEASE NOTE: This is sort of a collection of my thoughts on it all. They may not all make sense and I may ramble much, but it is a way for me to put together and make sense of exactly what this meant to me and how it has affected me. I will come back to this and continue to use it to further understand how this has affected my daily life.

Being cold and wanting to get warm plus my curiosity led me through those doors and, even though I knew it could be a bit to take in, there I went…

I will say that life, death and the body intrigue me, but I also like to keep them at a healthy distance as my inquisitive mind never stops churning

Whoa…whoa…WHOA is what I said as walked through those doors…by myself and yes a bit nervous as to what I would see.

I learned many things like the fact that the bodies I saw were donated bodies and real…this overwhelmed me but it was good to see (Please know the museum included signs and mention of their respect for the bodies)

Some will say that we should not show these bodies but it is amazing to see the advancement of medicine and our advancement in this field. Without a proper understanding or at least the opportunity to learn how we are made up how could we further ourselves and really understand the beauty of our humanity?

But this should be done with the upmost respect and there is no questions about that!

Did you know we get a new set of taste buds every 2 to 3 weeks? And how crazy is it that all of these 10,000 taste buds, plus nerves and brain coalesce to create a chain reaction into our gastronomic likes and dislikes? And how are our tastes created? Are our tastes a disposition of ancestry, or what we are exposed to in our daily lives? Or is there a percentage combination of them both? And does my chocolate ice cream taste just as good as yours? Are we really both experiencing the same delight or disgust…and if you like it and I don’t at what point do we hit that threshold that shifts our good and bad tastes…

Welcome to my brain…Whoa!

[SIDE TRIP: I recommend the NOVA episode on living forever…which really goes into the advancement in science that has allowed us to further our life span here on Earth…it’s free online HULU has it for viewing.] {I’m not one of those who necessarily want to live forever, but it is interesting to learn on our never ending advancements}

I am in awe and full of amazement at our bodies and their function and can honestly say that no random act of chaos could have just put together the world…let alone our beautiful structure that allows us to perform the tasks of daily life.

Each part of us as minuscule as my new favorite bones (the hammer and anvil in our ears) [before that the femur was my favorite based on size and strength] to the power of our muscles to the benefits of our skin and the ‘thoughtless’ movements and functions that occur with the beauty of our nerves and brain I was left verbally speechless and precociously enamored and delighted in the One who created me.

To see that face to face was amazing.

I will admit that I could never be a surgeon and that my hat tips at the efforts of the medical field as a whole.

I will admit that going by myself and not having anyone to talk to right away was … well…probably not the best idea.

I want to thank those I talked to later about this as I had so much to expel on what I saw…this includes anyone who has read up to this point :)

I am amazed and still continue to ponder the beauty of our creation

I am in awe at the gift and right of each tiny thing God grants life to

I am breathless and realize just how small I am and how much I don’t know

And how much more I want to know

Despite my contained and frail human capacity;

Yet gargantuan desire in

The purpose of

My existence…

This is a lot, I know…but that is how I roll…I can’t believe how much this little walk into humanity awakened me further in my walk in life, and faith, and love…

OMG you made me
OMG you love me…

…for as much as I have lived I still feel as the child in the womb as he stares at his hand and feels the warmth of his mother amazed and awake and awaiting what else awaits tomorrow…

Let it Snow - my Recap

2011-01-31T10:43:00.004-06:00

So I know that many may not want the white, cold, fluffy stuff but I could not be any happier. I know, most people may think I’m a loon, but I love snow. Spring is just around the corner and, while I can’t wait for that great moment when green is back around, I wouldn’t mind just a bit more winter wonderland. This weekend, as I spent it visiting family, I was reminded just how much fun sitting around drinking hot cocoa and looking out into the frozen world was really about.

In other news, busy seems to be the ‘mot du jour’ as I continue to freelance in marketing and communication projects with great success.

I have been ridding myself of many of my attachments and am proud to say my dehoarding efforts are way on target with a plethora of shredded useless docs recycled, junk thrown away, and boxes full of Good Will objects ready for new families to put to use.

I have been painting some and nurturing my artistic side and can honestly say it is a welcome distraction and immersion into something bigger than me. It is a freeing experience that has given me the opportunity to pull away from those things that hinder and bring down into something great and full of wonder…I hope to share some more of this with you all...we shall see.

Recently, I read the Letter to Artists by Pope John Paul II and his words from 1999 still stand true as he so beautifully spoke about the importance of the nurture of our artistic side since

"through art, one finds beauty in our humanity."

I have also been volunteering some more and just spent sometime helping at a soup kitchen. It was such a blast and can't wait for the next one. It reminded me of my Retreat days when I was in college.

Well friends, this has been a treat...until next time...g'Day. :)

Emotions

2011-01-13T14:27:00.004-06:00

Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I knew it because nothing felt right. Internally, I felt unbalanced and irritated by the smallest of things…the iron sputtering oddly on my clothes, me not getting up in time to make my lunch, feeling tired after a full night’s rest, many many irritating functions of life.

My walk to the bus and the ride was peaceful yet, inside, there was that feeling that nothing was calming me down…

I felt like when my niece had choleric and there was nothing: ABSOLUTELY nothing that could calm her down. She cried and cried without the possibility of being sated.

So I have decided I have Onset Adult Choleric (which is way better than when I typed the malapropism--cholera before; for if that were the case, of course I wouldn’t be in the happiest of moods).

As I devise a way to deal with these strong emotions, I can’t help but picture an adult dealing with these in the way a child does…on the floor screaming, incessant wailing, feet stomping, arms flailing…tears, sputum, and mucus oozing out… a child-like tantrum…a hurricane of emotions…an embarrassment…

But a fulfilling end to the rage bottled up with no way out.

So no, as tempting as it may be, I will not turn to this form of delicious embarrassment for solace.

Yet, just the thought of it makes me feel better.

I have found ways to deal with this and many times it turns into running and exercising which is good as it kills two birds with one stone by use of my just invented emotions-to-exercise formula which is the inverse of the eat-your-emotions formula (oh dang I think I’m on to something)

The second way to deal with this…insert odd and weird action here…

Screaming…I did this on my run last week. On my run in the morning (in 16 degree weather) I stopped to look at Lake Michigan, its waves crashing on the edge of the path I was on. I stopped to marvel at its strength and in my Tarzan state, and since no one was around, my emotions, vocal chords and lungs fused to create the catalyst to my fulfillment.

So on we tread in life and when all else fails, run, scream…

…or write about it since this too seems to have helped me immensely.

2011 Bring it On!

2011-01-04T15:33:00.004-06:00

So New Year's was great with dinner and peeps and an improv group birthday sing a long by all those who attended the show 2 minutes before the New Year Countdown...thanks ALL..even if you didn't know me.

As I realize how daunting it may be to be at the bottom of the mountain, I look foward to the climb...step by step sometimes walking, other times running, while other times just standing to rest or in awe...

I'm ready: shoes tied; backpack tight and stocked for the climb of 2011.

Good luck on your climb friends. I pray it is a good climb and that we may find ourselves together on it at some point to eat, rest, and enjoy the view.

Prima Gravida

2010-12-28T10:37:00.004-06:00

“Want to make God laugh? Tell him your plans.”
Woody Allen

A few weeks ago after watching Black Swan, I realized that I wanted to marry NP, the lead. Sure, it sounds so out there, but I still imagined it. She would be amazing to hang out with. Not because she is in showbiz, but rather more who she is as a person. She is vegetarian, and an advocate for many causes and super smart and funny and blah, blah…

So I came up with a plan to write a screen play for her and it would be loved by all, but especially NP, and we would meet and it would be perfect…blah, blah, blah…

And I told God, please let me marry her because I will be the happiest man in the world. Make it happen pleeeeeease! [childish prayer – I know]

Ha!

Working on some medical terms for a work related project yesterday, I stumbled on the words ‘Prima Gravida ' now, the context was not at all related to anything above and by now had not thought of the silly story of my love for NP.

My only desire was my curiosity on the words…I am a lexiconist, by choice, after all.

I was curious as to why these latin words, which mean first time pregnant were derived.

In Spanish one would say [primera] (for prima) {also thought prima donna }and [grave’] for gravida.

When one is gravely injured one also says: “esta’ muy grave’ meaning she/he is gravely injured/ill.

I also kept wondering why I was so enamored and determined to learn the history of these words. I continued my search online where, with the great help of Miriam-Webster, I learned that yes the term means pregnant but also heavy and burdened.

This then took me on a whirlwind to Adam and Eve and the gravida of original sin and then again to the gravida of salvation through the birth of JC through Mary.

[Welcome to my brain friends]

As I finally felt assuaged at what I had learned, out of the corner of my webpage a news update popped up…

…This just in: NP expecting first child with fiancé blah blah blah…

What really matters

2010-12-23T11:39:00.004-06:00

In all the hustle and bustle of stores and gifts, in all the crazy schedules and goals that I have set up for myself, last night I put an end to it.

Yes, I had and have stuff to wrap. I also have trains to catch and things to pack. I have dessert to make and plenty of things to finish up. I also have about 1.78 million worries looming in my brain. Not to mention, my many personal failures of this year.

Instead of worrying about all of that, I went home and relaxed and rejoiced on a manger boy soon to be born.

Everything else can wait, for He will be arriving soon for me.

Merry Christmas! :)

Chillen' WITH LC

2010-12-20T14:07:00.003-06:00

So while I was trying to put my weekend plans up I did forget one great event that was very memorable and worth its own blog entry AND did not deserve to be left out. I met my friend LC with whom I had one of the best times lunching, drinkin (the good stuff if you know what I mean) and catching up. Like I mentioned before, friends come from all areas and, in my world, we would all live next to each other and hang out all the time. Not only did I have a great time catching up in a Wicker Park Garage turned Restaurant, it was a memory of great awesomeness. I did have a sanguine moment for not putting it up and I’m glad I have a friend who understands and can call me out on it because IT WAS a moment that I really enjoyed. I am sorry for not putting on here…it meant the world to me!

Please accept this cute puppy who feels just like I do at the moment.

Always,

Me

Weekend Highlights

2010-12-20T11:21:00.001-06:00

Yes time always flies when you have fun and this weekend flew by so quickly.

Friday

I was able to go see the Tourist and even though the plot was not that believable it was great to watch Angelina and Johnny in beautiful locales and on an adventure. I love adventures they’re so much fun. I also made this a ‘me’ day and went to watch it by myself.

I never really understood going to the movies as a group or on a date…yes, hanging out before and after is always fun but the movie experience is intimate and somewhat ‘private’ within the context of a public show, of course. As I have learned, there really is no time for chatting.

With that said, this was one of the first times I went on my own. It was a freeing experience for sure.

Now, whenever I go with others, I am better at watching movies that I don’t enjoy while keeping the Mystery Science Theater commentary within the confines of my thoughts.

Yes, I am a movie snob, I’ll admit it. But now, if I go to a movie I don’t like, I know exactly what will get me through it.

Saturday

This day brought some a side gig of work for a friend of mine and shopping for Christmas presents. Walking around town in the cold was doable but still really cold. Layer up friends…layer up.

I also attended the first course in my new French class courses. For a while now I have been practicing my French in the car and in my apartment with the help of my CD’s. To further this, I also have been checking out self-study courses at the library. This Saturday was the preliminary, “is this for me” seminar and realized that ‘Oui, bien sur’ this was the class for me (yes, of course).

My professor was impressed with my French accent and I will also take a proficiency exam because he thinks I could be a few levels ahead (schweeet). I also had a chance to meet great people; including a woman whose native language is Aramaic (even though it is a dead language there is a small group of people that still use it).

As she introduced herself she said, “I also speak Aramaic, you know, Jesus’ language?”

That totally got the class laughing.

Sunday

I headed to the German market for my record 4th time this year and met up with a few people who had not been. I love the potato pancakes, candy, strudel, and the Gluhwein. Yum, that Gluhwein kept me warm which helped because my feet were going numb. There was a band playing Christmas carols which helped keep us in the spirit and outside for as long as we did.

On a previous trip, I also purchased a ‘baby’ cuckoo clock for my apartment. If you have never been, I highly recommend it.

I left my friends and headed to the ‘Little Village’ area of Chicago because they have a candy store full of Hispanic candies. This is the time that I stock up on all the goodies. I remember our church doing Posadas and the Nativity scene play. Once, I was a shepherd and had lines. I was like 8 years old and my debut on the stage (ha!) Now, I just buy the candy and remember those memories.

The final joy that was my weekend arrived when I headed with some buddies to the Black Hawks game. It was a fricken blast. Loud music and flat out action on the ice. The crowd was lively even on a Sunday. There was even a fight which totally rocked. I hope to make more games this year and also catch some live Bulls coolness. The Hawks won which made the end of a full weekend really a reflection of the fun.

I will say that usually my weekends aren’t this busy and even though there are tons of things to do around here, I enjoy when I can stay at my apartment and relax. I do not like to overbook weekends and enjoy taking a nap here and there too.

So cheers to all of you as Christmas quickly approaches and hope all of you and your loved ones are well.

3 AM bed time…what the what!

2010-12-15T10:31:00.004-06:00

Yes my ‘shedule’ is crazy busy these days. Besides my main occupational duties, I also have freelance projects, Christmas errands, and my “organization initiatives”.

1. Freelance projects revolve around web design and marketing (more on that
in a future blog)

2. Christmas errands involve gifts for the season and what not

3. Organization initiatives refer to my resolution to condense what I own, reduce
my need for things, while also sorting out both life and matter.

My motto for 2011:
Condense, Reduce, and Sort.

Regardless of these duties of mine, last night I made some time for an improv show not far from where I live. Yes, I could have stayed home, in fact, the prudent thing to do would have been that (oh yeah, and it was freezing out), but I just had to get out from the confines of my walls. I think they were closing in on me anyway.

So improv is something really cheap and fun I love to see. Live shows created on the spot give such an insight into humanity. These shows encompass our human condition right where we are, and are intimate in that, what is created is specific to both actors and audience at the show that night.

Did I also mention it is cheap and beer usually is running rampant somewhere in the mix…?

Yeah, I know, awesome.

So three shows happened, they were awesomely funny, and then a few of us headed to a bar around the corner to drink a bit more, which led to endless conversations and some fun arguments, which led us to realize our need for nourishment, that led us to the 24-diner where I had the most delicious silver dollar pancakes, brought out more convo ignoring father time and my body’s internal clock, making me miss the last bus home, which made me opt to walk-it home…in what seemed to be the frozen tundra…finally getting home and going to bed at 3 AM

…and the green grass grows all around…and the green grass grows all around (did you get this?)

The grass definitely was not green at 6:30 this morn when my alarm went off…Not At
All!

A Catholic Moment:

Last night I was trying to remember the divine mercy chaplet out of the blue which i didn't know why, went to confession and was given a card to recite the divine mercy chaplet and then there was a St. Anthony prayer group (he is my confirmation Saint) where they also mentioned St. Francis...this was like weirdly cool. I had to write it down so I never forget it.

From my view:

From my floor I can see out to Lake Michigan and parts of it are frozen and parts not…there are chunks in some spots…it’s really cool and crazy to see how huge this lake is and it puts some perspective to the ocean’s unfathomable size.

Did you know:

A fathom, a unit used to measure water depth, is 6ft (1.8 Meters) long…wow! (this came from Miriam - Webster dictionary btw)

A WTF moment brought to you by me:

I need to join a gym and have been visiting places…some want a ‘fricken’ year commitment and cost an arm and a leg…what is this application for, an apartment…BP…and more on that in the future.

Dancing the cold out

2010-12-14T16:02:00.002-06:00

One of the perks of living in the city is that everything is a walk away. Whether it’s shopping for food, appliance, or furniture; entertainment, movies, and bars; a haircut and beard trim; Bus or L stop; oh yeah and Church too, all is just a walk away.

One may think that frigid temperatures (Negative something today) and gale winds that cut through your flesh like piranha fangs would stop me from getting out and about.

Well, No. In fact, BP (translated as NO WAY)to that!

Just this morning, as I was getting ready for work, I realized that today especially was going to be tough to get to work. So I packed myself into my armor consisting of a coat, scarves, gloves, hat, ear warmers, and the ‘piece de resistance’ my iPod.

Yes, this little beacon of power really has been the key to my mornings; hyping myself with it when I wake, while I get ready, and finally out to battle the frigid cold.

Today I even danced a bit at the bus stop while I waited for my bus, thus warming up my body, my mind, and my soul.

Sure, there were people out and about, hopefully, they’ll join me tomorrow.

Recent fun updates:

Music currently on my iPod – Phoenix

Movie I recently saw – Black Swan (Whoa is all I can say…it was great!)[Great!]

Movie[s] I will watch soon – The King's Speech and The Tourist

Does anybody read my crazy blog? Good if you do, no worries if you don't.

I do still wonder...it has been a while :)

Reading and the Library

2010-12-10T23:47:00.002-06:00

So, earlier this week I became the proud owner of my Chicago Public Library card. Man was I excited. It was like I had won the lottery. Seriously, I kept telling everyone about how I really wasn’t fully aware on the location of the books I needed because –

“I just got my library card today,” and waiting for 3rd grade student praise…
”Yay you have your library card!”

There is something that is amazing about the library, regardless if it has one or 1 million books…although I will admit, the Harold Washington Library is GARGANTUAN and one of my new favorite places. I'm also just happy that having so many great sources at my disposal will keep me from further nurturing additional purchases to my EVER-growing library.

Since I was a kid, I remember always having my nose to a book. It was so much fun meeting and seeing new people and places. It’s funny because even now when I near the end of a story, I make sure to take my time. You meet these new people and you become part of their lives and when it’s time to say good bye, I like to make it last as long as possible. Sometimes, it even feels like real friends you make; as if you can call them up or get a hold of them to chill; which I like to imagine sometimes.

Back in college I never thought how difficult it would be to keep everyone together. I met so many great people and loved every second of it. I was naïve, and I pictured all of us together forever in the magical bubble that college created. But like the stories and characters I read about, I take those I’ve met in my life in my heart and trek on the journey; meeting new folks and seeing new places in the process.
Now, I have a few books from the library, and a place that makes peanut butter milkshakes, with a large window into the world where I can read, people watch, and drink to my heart’s content…
…always remembering those I’ve met, and looking forward to the new things to come.

The beggar and I

2010-12-08T22:13:00.004-06:00

Walking home from work, cold and tired I saw you, beggar. You making your way cold, dirty, covered in soot from a life-ful. You carried all in your bags; dirty and worn - filled with your needs and your memories.

You were making your way towards me. I walked towards you and I felt it.

Yes, beggar, I was dressed in my slacks and my suit and my tie.
Yes, beggar, I had my scarf and my coat and my gloves.
Yes, beggar, when I saw you I wanted to turn away.

I wanted to push you aside and to rest from a hard day’s work.

Like you, I too have had a life-ful.

Like you, beggar, I carry my backpack: sharp-looking black, new and sleek, with great zippers and ways to store needs and my memories.

Oh beggar if you only knew.

As you walked towards me cold and withered and as I passed you, it wasn’t the harsh cold that kept both of us walking.

Each in our shoes; each with our bags.

After passing you, I couldn’t ignore you beggar, I couldn’t just let you walk. I turned, you stopped, peeked in the parking meter in hope of something for you.

You and I beggar are one in the same. Regardless of the bags we carry, you and I we carry. From time to time, I peek, beggar, to see if maybe someone has left me a little something too.

You took my coins and I looked at your eyes.

Tonight beggar, we peeked, you were there and I was there.

Tonight there was a little something for the both of us.

Ramblings from a Madhatter

2010-12-08T21:35:00.003-06:00

So I’m back and am happy to say it has been great since last I dumped letters and words combined with thoughts and somewhat coherent written nonsense…does that make sense? Yes friends I’m back to blogging. How long before the next time…doesn’t matter; as long as it never stops.

That does matter.

So why this long winded trip and play with words? Why the apropos title above? Simply because I love the written word. It is truly an amazing thing when one opens up with words.

I consider it a truer version of myself than the spoken. It is open and comes directly from the heart and mind combined. Like a good wine, it has time to breathe and really let me be me in my entirety.

Sure the spoken word is important, but for me it tends to somewhat hide or be rash and more emotional. It’s response more a quick way to protect or disclose and sometimes too quick to reveal truly what is fully in my soul…maybe a tid bit of something that is greater…the tip of the iceberg, if you will.

Don’t get me wrong…sometimes quick and vocal is necessary and, of course, one can also manipulate words, but the written word to me is amazing.

When I was younger more often than not, I would always come up with witty responses
too late for the situation that played out in my life. This led me to believe that this was a weakness of mine. As time went by; however, my 'esprit de escalier' became a blessing in disguise. Through my staircase wit I was able to process and come up with the responses that I wanted; those that made the point sound but more importantly those that would resound, resonate, and reverberate in the mind, heart, and soul of those to whom the message was intended. I would write them down and roll with them. Expanding each morsel and turning it into a feast for all the senses. This usually ended in elaborate creations all in my mind with pictures, words, sometimes even spoken out loud –all together an amazing show—for me at least—and to those few on the days when I was able to rock out with my quick ‘esprit wit’
So with all that said here is an update of what I have been up to/thankful for in no particular order except for the last…
Ready…set…go!

10. I’m glad I stumbled on my friends’ blogs which led me to other great blogs that inspired me to get back to writing on mine.

9. I love cold weather and the thought I’ll be skiing soon. Even if the walks to places suck, I will deal with it…case in point…waiting for my bus and not feeling my extremities for at least 15 minutes.

8. I have been learning a lot about who I am and can honestly say I am happy with these crazy discoveries of mine. The adventure is and has been here…who knows what is out there.

7. I have still been at it…buying books that is…and meeting celebrities and authors at book signings.

6. I am grateful for all those that have crossed paths in my life and am in awe that different choices and circumstances lead us in so many different ways

5. I take life a day at a time…good or bad…I’m getting better at ‘getting back on the saddle’ and also at ‘getting off the pot’ [as in toilet people]

4. I love taking the bus to work and walking to get where I want to go

3. I love that I can do so much and discover new adventures not far from where I am

2. I love going on walks on Lake Michigan

1. I love Chicago proper, my home!

A while a way but still here

2010-01-16T09:46:00.000-06:00

While it's been a while since I have written anything I always come back here to catch up on my friends' blogs. It's funny because I usually check them on my Nintendo Wii Internet channel. I sit check my weather on the wii and then check if any updates have been posted. I even bought a wireless keyboard and, like right now, am writing my blog from the comfort of my living room and on my Teli.

As far as updates go, been staying busy figuring life as always open to the possibilities of the day. I am getting ready for a move into a cottage by a lake and plan to take advantage of the scenery to write and pensively ponder what I want for my life.

I recently just returned from a trip to Baltimore. It was a whirldwind that took me from chicago to atlanta and then to Baltimore to spend quality time with my friend SMK III and to attend the wedding of my friend S to his wife J. What an amazing time to be with family and what a blast to meet so many new people. Our wedding table was named "anything goes" and we decided to name ourselves the Misfits because we were 'that' table. The one that has everyone who doesn't know eachother--those from various walks of life. What a blast to make new friends while also enjoying bottle after bottle of wine :)

The baltimore trip also lent itself to a mini excursion to visit the Ace of Cakes shop and even though I wasn't able to enter or meet anyone it was a kickass time. I might have dumpster 'dove' to see if there was anything to bring back...I ended up with a flyer from their recycling.

It's funny because as I noticed the surveillance camera I remember saying, "maybe we'll end up on his show...or on COPS"

Life is good and 2010 will be a good year....which reminds me...

Thanks to all who celebrated my bday vie electronic device or in person...you have no idea how wonderful you made me feel. I'm a lucky dude for sure!!!

Later friends

Where have I been? Where are you? The melancholic ramblings of a mad boy living in a mad world

2009-08-13T01:58:00.008-05:00

I have been living life.

Toiling in daylight and moonlight.
Traveling by car, by train, by plane, by horse,
By dream, by goal.

Exploring water and exploring land,

Inhaling and exhaling--breathing.

Running to the light and lying in the darkness just living in that place that brings solace to my soul.

Where mountains are but hills, and pain is but a snowflake melting as it lands on warm and ardent skin.

Where I can fall in love and just as quickly stumble on its cure.

For "there" I am king...yet "there" no longer in my head belongs but rather here in life where my heart beats.

For even in my slumber my heart it beats and pleads and waits

for its request to reach my soul.

The heart's request is truth which shall true bliss to me consort

My heart it beats, a count down of an untimely and expected end; and end which will no longer be easily relinquished.

What I fear matters no longer.
What I lack matters even less.

My faults are plenty; my restitution undeniable

What I risk is worth all...

For in the end I'm living life...full life...

exposed, unblocked, raw

and free.

No longer drugged by the wrath of Morpheus, my eyes awake they are to life

and I'm alive...alive I am...and alive I shall be...

I'm alive for the first time to life

My life

A Building Weekend and the unveiling

2009-04-29T13:48:00.010-05:00

This past weekend I drove to good old Batteyland where I spent a great time drinking and grilling, chatting, hanging out with toddlers on their play ground, and playing with power tools.

Even though the --rain a few minutes-stop a few minutes--weather slowed us down, we made use of our time wisely.

Here is a step-by-step (anyone watch the show by that name with Suzanne Sommers?) of what went down:

Crazy to think that all of this starts with a pie in the sky idea. This was my robo-cart. I think I pictured it flying around the house. I cropped this picture, but there were other crazy ideas of other projects that I will possibly build.

From the pie in the sky to an actual material sketch. This is my final sketch of what my cart/stand would need. I drew this and then we headed to Menards for the materials. I kinda put it together in my head as we looked at various materials at the store and Battey really helped me make a choice.

Here are the materials along with the tools that were used. Altogether, I spent about $40 bucks.

I then cut and sanded the wood which I measured exactly but did not take into account how much the blade would take off. Later Battey and I recut it and sanded it again. I will definitely remember that one for next time.

After taking a very long break because of the rain, we finally managed to cut the square opening on the top and, thanks to a power nail gun, nailed this sucker together. I ended up taking this home to finish the rest.

Once home, I put the rest of it together including the shelf/magazine holder dowels. I even decorated the tabletop by adding holes that also serve as vents for when I put my labtop on my table because I hate how my labtop gets very warm on various non-vented surfaces.

After adding a little varnish all I had to do was wait for it to dry. And as far as injuries...not many. At Battey's, his saw horse was a bit sharp on the bottom and I got a little cut on my thumb. At home, I got a sliver stuck in my finger, but no biggie...just tweezed it right out.

After about 16 hours of dry time, here is my table/night stand/labtop cart in all its splendor. Sure there may be little mistakes here and there, but they add character to my little project.

From idea to it's creation, this was a fun and awesome project. It was great to build and it was even better to do it while hanging at the Battey's.

Here you'll see the various things you can put on the cart: The books, the magazine stand which is also a shelf, the top with the removable indented tile for keys and pocket change, the table top design which also serves as ventilation for my labtop, its wheels for mobility, and its hanging clips for various knick-knacks.

All in all, it turned out better than expected and now I will be building even more crazy things in the future!

Stay Tuned...

Spring ramblings

2009-04-20T21:22:00.004-05:00

The gloomy and rainy part of spring ensues, but it doesn't stop me from getting out to take pictures. I have been determined to capture this tree that I pass from time to time on an old and bumpy road fraught with great memories. I love its branches and its organic splendor-not man made, no chemical tamperings, and still a work of art. To me this tree represents wisdom only gained from life itself. Despite the rains, winds, and snows of life. the tree stands tall; aging gracefully while also patiently awaiting for the warmth and the full force of spring to come alive.

They say a picture is worth 1000 words which is good because I've only written a few hundred. I leave you with more of my photo-inspired ramblings:

These eyes cry much like the early rains of spring
heavy; earth drenching; sodden tears

However full -never in vain- for like spring rains,

They bring about rebirth to my soul.

Divine Mercy Sunday

2009-04-19T18:36:00.012-05:00

So today, despite the rain and cold, I awoke in very joyful spirits. I headed to Mass and realized it was Divine Mercy Sunday and it was great to hear the priest's words of mercy.

In my life, I am assuaged in knowing that God loves us and that His steadfast, saving, and secure love is for all: from the holiest Saint to the most wretched sinner (I'm somewhere in there).

While I'm striving hard to reach saint status, I'm definitely not there yet, but am content and thankful in knowing that Jesus has been and continues to be my "light when I dwell in darkness." Maybe that is why on this gloomy day, I felt so joyful, because more and more I come to realize that the Lord is no accountant.

If you have ever taken an accounting course (and I have...maybe later we'll discuss the 9 steps of the accounting cycle) or even just balanced your checkbook, you quickly learn that everything must balance out. Your debits must always equal your credits. There is no room for less or even more; all is quid pro quo.

However, God is no accountant and if you let Him, and I'm still working on that, His credits pour out like the tickets that pour out from the game machines at Dave and Buster's or Chucky Cheese...just way better!

~*~

On a side note I will say that besides going to Mass today my ramblings were also inpired by George Harrison's hippy dippy song "My Sweet Lord" which I listened to in the car on my way home.

'YouTube' it for a listen.

"I'm Lizzing...ha ha ha...LIZZING!"

2009-04-15T16:08:00.008-05:00

"Hey Dummy" if you don't already know, I am enamored with the show 30 rock on NBC. Their episode titled, "Apollo, Apollo" was definitely one of the best ones. Not only did I almost pee my pants in laughter (fitting for the show's neologism meaning to laugh and whiz at the same time), but Jack's task to find what made him puke with joy also kept me laughing. Muppets, space, lizzing, jacking, a hard of hearing woman, a call girl named Bishou, and the real Batman, what more can you ask for? Oh yeah, Dennis makes a comeback with one of my favorite lines.

Please, if you haven't, check out the episode on the NBC website or on Hulu. Here are a few favorite quotes. Just looking at them makes me giggle, chortle, and Lizz with joy.

1. Dennis' "Hello, dummy," and his new business plan.

2. "I'm Lizzing!" (Funny when Liz said it and funnier with Tracy)

3. Liz's imitation of Jenna and the reason for the British accent.

4. "What is this, Horseville? Cause I'm surrounded by naysayers!"

5. Kenneth's Sesame-o-vision

6. "Aw, guys, come on, I ate in there!"

7. "Oh my god, you puked! Why wouldn't you warn me?! I was staring at your mouth!" (This one is my favorite. I even had a friend imitate it for me so that I could laugh without going online.)

8. "Is that Billy Jean King?"

Finally, I will say that I miss seeing Dr. Spaceman (phonetically, Spichemen) I love it because only Tracy calls him Dr. Spaceman...this would have been a good episode in which to include him.

Such joy this show brings to me.

~*~

"I was irrevocably betrothed to laughter, the sound of which has always seemed to me to be the most civilized music in the world."

-Peter Ustinov (1921 - 2004)

Spring foward...it's about time!

2009-03-15T14:02:00.005-05:00

Yes, it's about time Spring showed it's head...I don't think I can take another gloomy day. It's crazy how much I have missed warmer,sunny weather. I went outside and did a quick jog in a country trail (really, the forest preserve) I have also been reading up and getting ready for planting season. Last year I started a bit late and still had plenty of harvest (yes, I'm Amish on the inside, that's why I minored in German...Ummspringe!). This year I'm going to try my hand at corn (how hard can it be it has been grown for a long time). I love sweet corn, but it also grows tall and creates a barrier between annoying neighbors. Other great vegetables to grow: tomatoes, squash, pumpkins, sweet peas (my niece calls them candy...yes, they're that sweet), Zuchinni (which last year they mixed with the pumpkins and grew super big), green beans, and some newbies like the corn.

Things that didn't grow so well, beets, broccolli, lettuce, carrots which I will try again, but will check out my Park Seed company for better, stronger seeds or maybe just a different variety of these vegetables. If you have a little bit of land available, energy, and time...I reccommend you grow yourself a garden. It's fun. Even if you only grow one or two things...give it a go.

The picture above makes me smile alot and has opened my eyes to the fact that I have always wanted a farm. So, even though I want to move to Chicago and live the city life...that will last for a bit and then I will have a farm. Animals, trees, a tractor (one faster than Battey's), and a barn with chickens, cows, pigs, goats, horses, and maybe even weird animals here and there (I've always wanted a skunk [with it's smelly sac removed] {ha, sac}. This could be a sign that spring has gotten to my head, but I want a farm either way.

So, I have become a retired old man and have decided that saturday evening Mass with my fellow old people is my new favorite. I go and it's relaxing and enjoyable. In college, for a while, we did have a Saturday evening mass, and even then, it was a favorite of mine. It's great because I actually travel about 20 minutes to a different town, then I go to Mass, and then to the coffee shop near the square to read and stuff. This time, I headed a bit farther and went to Barnes & Noble for some book time. Yes, I was there until it closed and this old man had a blast.

My new obsession is the CD I bought last night by Katie Herzig. If you like great folksy songs sung by a beautiful voice...give her a go. I was at the book store and one of her songs was on there and I had to have it. Apple Tree is her new CD and it was very fitting for spring and all the good things it is bringing with it.

Catching up, Lent, and baking

2009-02-27T01:08:00.006-06:00

So if you haven’t read below, I basically took you through what has been going on in my life lately. Yes, my life has been pretty mundane lately, and I haven’t posted in a very long time.

However, during my brief hiatus, I have realized that I am very much looking forward for Lent as a time for growth in my relationship with the lord and to grow closer in my faith. With the feeling of not knowing where to go in life, my lack of motivation to pray, and at times doing life ‘my way’ I am ready to attempt to ‘step back’ ‘back off’ and ‘peace out’ as the Lord tries to help and take care of me. Sometimes it’s easier to tell Him that I have my life under control and that I can do it myself. He knows better, so should I. :)

On a lighter note, today was rainy and the snow was almost all gone (Yes…spring is on its way!). What did I do? I made banana bread, which I hadn’t made before. Since, it will be getting warmer, it will be harder to bake anything and I figured today would be perfect day to do this. The reason for making the bread was a result of a winter’s worth of bananas turning overly ripe and me saying, “no worries, I’ll make banana bread.” Now, I have said this in the past and those bananas ended up in the trash after 3 months of freezing, but not this time. I would not let it happen. So I motivated myself and made the bread with walnuts, dried cranberries, and those ripe bananas.

And the verdict…drum roll please…it was a success and the family ate it all up.

Here are a few pictures. I made a loaf and then used a round pan as an experiment. I think baking is growing on me. It is more technical than cooking, and makes me feel like a chemist, and I kinda like it!

The stuff on top is oats. I like my bread to look rustic and it did. Too bad the flash makes the bread look kinda funky...no matter, it tastes great!

30 Rock! I love the show; Tina Fey

2009-02-27T00:45:00.003-06:00

[Written on Monday]

So, I’m addicted to 30 Rock. To me, it is really funny, smart writing, and it has Tina Fey. Yes, I have a big crush on good old Tina Fey. She’s funny, cute, she’s witty, smart, and sassy….I love the quirkiness of the whole show and the whole cast fits perfectly together. It also doesn’t hurt that they don’t take themselves too seriously case and point Tina Fey’s golden globe speech where she told some of her haters to ‘suck it’. Some may not like her, but I am smitten…

”I want to go to there.!”

Winter go away (Part DOS)

2009-02-27T00:43:00.003-06:00

[Written a week ago]

Another reason for my need for warm weather is NO MORE SNOW! Yes snow may be pretty but it almost led to me getting in an accident. Last night, driving back from Starbucks (20 minutes away from my house) I ‘hydrosnowed’ on snow drifting onto the road. I briefly lost control of my car, spun and ended in the ditch a few feet from an electric post. I’ll tell you that I am proud of myself because I did not freak out and my car maneuvering led me to not get hurt or even damage my car. Thinking I’d have to call a tow truck because I was majorly stuck, I was able to maneuver myself Austin Powers style, until I found enough traction from the tall grass under the snow safely back onto the road.

I was upset, however, when three cars behind me who saw me spinning onto the ditch didn’t even stop to see if I was okay. I couldn’t believe people. Let me tell you this, non-stoppers, I saw something like this last year and I stopped even when I almost became stuck myself to help. And, even now, I would stop to help you or even just to ask if you were alright. I guess you were waiting for me to be thrown out of the car in order for you to take action. I totally understand that when someone is on the side of the road it is scary to stop, but you saw me get in an accident. Well, no matter, nothing happened, and I'm alright.

P.S. That was not my car, btw :)

Winter go away (Part UNO)

2009-02-27T00:39:00.002-06:00

[Written a week ago]

So this winter has been here long enough! Sure I enjoyed the snow and staying in to watch movies, the Food Network, and my new guilty pleasure 30 Rock (more on my love of this awesome sitcom to come)

However, I am ready for the warm weather and hope this year I can get a camping trip going for sometime in late spring/early summer. I’ve done this with friends in the past and it was an awesome time! I love sleeping in tents, playing with fire, eating what I want, not bathing, smelling like campfire, and the wild. If there is kayaking, hiking, swimming, and hanging out, I’m happy too. Life is good out in nature and I hope the warm weather gets here soon.

P.S. The picture is not of a 'real' tent, but I wouldn't mind living there. It's pretty cool looking.

Miracles

2008-12-16T21:49:00.006-06:00

The child Jesus will be born soon and he comes bearing gifts of love and redemption. With His coming miracles abound. What a season of hope and of mercy, of love and of peace. A season full of miracles from the holy family, the trinity, Mary our mother specifically, and all our Blessed Saints. Attached you will find one of my favorite songs...Ave Maria by Biebl. When I listen to it, it is as if I am reaching the heavens towards home. Click on the Miracles link on a new tab or page and enjoy the pictures with the music.

"Lord take care of us as we let You love us!"

Winter is Among Us

2008-11-20T12:33:00.003-06:00

It's crazy to think that the cold season is here and even though Winter is not officially here it sure seems like it is. Summer seems like it was just here and now winter coats, car heat, gloves, scarves, cold, and even snow. Yes, I saw some today and on Monday some even stayed on the ground. Not a lot, but still enough to mention. The good side of the cold...hot chocolate, movies, books, and down feather comforters to keep warm. The picture above is a winter wonderland scene-snowman and all. Enjoy!

Hangin' with Giada

2008-10-23T19:06:00.004-05:00

A few weeks ago I had the opportunity to meet Chef Giada de Laurentiis at her book signing in Chicago. If you have read past blogs of mine, you would know that I have an affinity for the culinary arts and an addiction to cook books. I have two other signed books from two of my other favorite chefs. This was to be the end of my cook book signings until I realized that Bobby Flay can really cook up a storm. So, the collection continues and I hope Bobby plans on stopping by the Windy City sometime soon. Above you'll see a few blurry pictures because no flash was allowed and below is a video of the people after me chatting with Giada. It was an awesome time waiting in line and she of course was very gracious and beautiful in person. She even said she liked my name. Oh yes, I almost forgot, all the old nonna's kept congratulating her on her 6 month old baby. It was funny!

Best Candles Ever

2008-10-02T22:37:00.003-05:00

So while I couldn't officially be at ND last Saturday I was definitely there in spirit and in 2D! Instead, I made it to my niece's 4th birthday party which was a great time. My sister made a fondant castle cake and then, thanks to Domo and her Aunt...I headed to Chicago to buy the candles for the best firework display on a cake ever! It was a success and everybody was amazed. The party was great, but I think I had the hardest time waiting to light the cake. I am a fan of fire and tending to it. Here is a little video of my pyrotechnic skills. P.S. I think I am going to open my own "Ace of Cakes" shop...anybody wanna hire :)

Hanging at the beach in September!

2008-09-23T17:00:00.015-05:00

With summer on its way out I headed to Lake Michigan this past Saturday for a day at the beach with my fam. Who would have thought it could still happen? But it did and I loved every second. Even though I'm going to miss Summer, Fall is officially here and just as awesome.

To me, Fall means sweatshirts, caramel apples, hot cocoa with peppermint schnapps, cider, pumpkins, perfect chilly weather, pies, cross country running, hopefully a live football game or two and my fall movies. Yes friends, I have specific movies that I can not enjoy unless they are "season appropriate." "When Harry Met Sally" (my #1 favorite if I had to name one because I have about 50 number ones) fits the bill quite well.

Yes, some might consider it more of a winter flick, but not I. The Fall stroll through Central Park in the movie brings all my good memories of past Falls from when I was a kid playing and raking leaves to memories of high school when a bunch of us would hang out at someone's house, watch movies, or ride in the "Happy Horn Mobile" headed to our high school's football game or even somewhere random which many times was the case for our group of friends (This was great fun too and I thank my friend JLH for that.) Regardless of where we went, we would all act crazy and carefree..probably because of the weather (according to RHerr's old elementary school teacher).

The Fall play also comes to mind and I reflect on those silly memories of kids running around backstage learning lines, hanging out, flirting and gossiping, playing in an old choir room while the piano upstairs practiced and actors rehearsed. All of this leading to the feeling of the perfect moment...when you can feel your self living that moment and feeling like nothing should ever change; like it cannot change because this moment in life is perfect.

Fall for me is a very reflective season and a nice reminder of those happy memories. Of course as the years have gone by more new perfect memories come to mind and the high school kid (me) who thought it couldn't get better was wrong, it did and it continues to do so. As life has taught me, the perfect moment isn't a finite memory, rather it is the action of living your life to the fullest; realizing what a gift life really is.

Happiness, warmth, love, and friendships are at the core of those memories the Fall brings to me. I look foward to the many wonderful memories to come and hope you too will be part of those, my memories.

Cheese...No way? Whey!

2008-09-17T13:58:00.009-05:00

Last night I made cheese for the first time. I made a simple yet delicious cheese with whole milk, white vinegar, salt, and some heat. I heated the milk and then added the vinegar. I let the milk sit a little bit while the milk separated into curds and whey and then with a sift and some cheese cloth squeezed out the rest of the liquid from the cheese. I sprinkled some salt on it and put it in the fridge over night. This morning I tried it on toast with some honey and was amazed at how delicious the cheese turned out. It was like a mix of ricotta and cream cheese...in the words of my hero chef, Jamie Oliver, smashing!

I have had this idea to make cheese for a long time now and finally came around to doing it. I am amazed at how easy it was. Of course, I will be making more elaborate and more time consuming cheeses in the future which will require rennet and other cultures, but this was definitely a delicious start.

I also used the whey content as it is highly recommended because of its high protein and low fat content. You can freeze it and use it in baking or in other cooking, or in smoothies for protein to rebuild muscles. I made a corn chowder with it and it turned out really great.

When I first made the cheese, I thought it would take a vinegar like flavor but because of the chemical reaction you would never know I made it with vinegar!

Click on my blog title for the recipe. The link will take you to the All Recipes website. I have received their newsletter for many years now and really like how you can tailor the recipe online based on the quantity you want to make.

Stay tuned for my adventures in cheese making! :)

The birds and the bees and my garden

2008-09-04T20:52:00.002-05:00

As you can see from the pictures above, much has happened to my garden in the past two months. My garden is blossoming quite well. This summer I have spent many hours tending to this little garden and really learning about the crazy life of vegetables. I have spent many hours reading and learning all that I can about making this garden the best it can be but also planning next year's crop. It's crazy, but since I planted the seeds, this garden has been my little baby. Every morning I have gone out there to look at it, check its leaves, weeded, and have been waiting for the fruits of my labor to show up. This has been my morning prayer. The peacefulness of the morning, the birds, the bees and bugs going from plant to plant...it's amazing to see God's hand in all of this.

Already I have eaten green beans, green tomatillos and chillies. My beets are getting plump as we speak, my sweet peas are on their way, and the pumpkin, zucchini, and squash flowers are blossoming.

Which leads me to what I thought was a dilemma:

Earlier this summer, I had learned that the honey bee population was dwindling and the pollination process was going to be tougher. Because of this and because I started my garden much later than usual I was afraid that meant no pumpkins this season. I even thought about "helping" my plants along. After learning what I would have to do to help them, I decided I would rather give it the weekend while I went away for camping and fun near good old Normal.

After the weekend, I came back and snooped in the garden with good news... a few of them are on their way and all is well with the natural pollinators.

I'm so glad because I didn't really want to have anything to do with any of that business!

My Book Club

2008-08-20T21:26:00.003-05:00

With the Jubilee year for Saint Paul well on its way I wanted to write a "Shout Out" for a book by Magnificat. It is called, Praying with Saint Paul: Daily Reflections on the Leters of the Apostle Paul, and if you have not heard of it I highly recommend it. Everyday there is a reflection from various priests, including FGC, who has been a contributing author for Magnificat for quite some time. It is a great book that leads me closer to knowing St. Paul who in turn shares his relationship with Christ crucified to help my relationship with Him.

With the struggles of daily life, it's nice to know we have friends on Earth and in Heaven helping us each step of the way. It's accepting that I need help that sometimes gets in my way, but little by little I'll get there.

Oh yeah...and if you think it's too late to start...BP! I'm catching up on the readings myself--No worries that just means more pages to read in one sitting :)

Click on the title of this blog if you would like to purchase it...it's about $10

Please keep me in your prayers friends...you are always in mine!

Uncle a.k.a "Tio"

2008-08-07T22:09:00.006-05:00

So, while I have been home I have been spending time taking care of my niece. It's so funny because she is quite the pistol.

She is sassy and tons of fun. She has many phrases that I love and here are some of her most recent ones:

Whenever she wants something she asks, "Tio, umm should I have this?" Depending on the day it could range from chips, to candy, to fruit, or juice. Either way, everytime she asks me that, I want to laugh because I always tell her no, which leads her to make a face and argue as to why she should have what she wants.

Instead of could or may it's always should. I love to rile her up.

Her sassiness keeps me on my toes. Just tonight our dog Rocky decided he would eat from the garbage which caused my sister to scold him sternly. Well, that was enough to get N all upset as she bellowed,

"Mom, don't yell at my Rocky he is my dog!"

I came out to see the commotion and she quickly looked at me and said,

"Tio, don't yell at my Rocky, okay?"

She had a the stern look, the pointing finger, and that sass!

She is quite the defender and always stands up for the little guys; from Rocky to the little neighbor kids.

By far, her vocabulary and learning mind always impress me. So much so that today she explained to me why she did not want to play outside.

After lunch I took our plates to the sink and as she was sitting there looking out the window, I asked her if she wanted to go outside. Yesterday, she went on the trampoline when I told her not to because it was too hot to jump on, but went on it eitherway. I waited for her to learn her lesson. Don't worry, it wasn't super hot, but it was warmer than usual.

Today, however, she quickly responded, "Tio, I don't want to play outside. The "jumpoline" is too hot."

I started laughing and I asked her,

"What is too hot?"

"The Jumpoline!"

That is my new favorite word...so much so that I plan on using it from now on.

My time with her is great and I'm enjoying every moment because soon I'll be back to the old grind. It's crazy to see how much she has grown even from these few pictures of her.

I'm also learning a lot about myself. Sometimes, I feel I'm too harsh and strict, and I wonder what it will be like if I ever have children. ((Hopefully, not out of wedlock, Robert!)) It's crazy to think how much of an effect her life has on mine. Her tenacity and wonder help me to understand the role that I play in this crazy thing called life and the importance in having faith like a child. She is teaching me that life is about wonder and awe, to try, to fail, to learn, and the rest will all work itself out.

When I doubt my future parenting skills I always remember those moments when she looks at me with her loving eyes grabs my arm and says,

"Tio...I love you!"

Those words bring peace to my soul.

Gazebo and baby garden

2008-07-23T17:18:00.007-05:00

So, while I have been home I have been focusing on little projects to keep me occupied. My latest has been putting a gazebo in our yard to enjoy the evening air. I even put up a couple lanterns, which required a quick trip to my hardware store. Above you can see my handy work, of which I'm pretty darn proud.

Also, I have been working on our garden, which is extremely late this season (my fault). Eitherway, the zuchinni, squash, pumpkins, green beans, beets, and spinach are all late season veggies and I am very hopeful that I'll have a chance to enjoy them. As you can see, it has been only a week and my veggies are already starting to sprout.

While on the topic of veggies, I found a great website for anyone who loves vegetables, but especially for those who are vegetarian. It's called "Vegeterians in Paradise!" It is a free online publication from Los Angeles. I haven't spent too much time on it, but I was online looking for the best way to cook a Kohlrabi (just think of it as a third cabbage/a third broccoli/and a third turnip except sweet) because I was given one as a gift and had no clue how to eat it. I bet you they too had no clue how to eat it. "Here little vegetarian, I'm sure you'll find something to do with this," is probably what they were thinking. Ha ha!

After checking out the website, I learned it is actually pretty simple to eat and goes great on salads and in soups.

Good times, friends...good times!

Unbelievable!

2008-07-22T14:03:00.003-05:00

It's crazy to think how someone could be capable of doing NOTHING! Two girls drowned in Rome and the people on the beach do nothing. They don't even move away as pictures show the bodies covered in towels, and later, as the bodies are removed in coffins. The sun bathers, just sit there lifeless, heartless, empty voids of ignorance-enjoying THEIR day at the beach.

All life is precious. From a little one in the womb, to these poor girls, to the elderly. We must stand up for human dignity. After my past blog on frienship, to this dehumanizing event...the indifference in those people is haunting.

Click on the title of my blog to read the CNN article and even watch the video report!

Chi Town, St. Anthony, and a big chair

2008-07-20T01:15:00.014-05:00

Spending time in Chicago enjoying good company is always needed. Friendships are a beautiful gift and I had a great time with some of them in Chicago.

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Besides enjoying a great meal and catching up on life, the Chicago skyline was also an added bonus.

It's crazy to realize how life happens and sends us wherever God may need us. That means sometimes it moves us away from those we love. That can be good and bring us new people to meet or it may make it harder.

As human as we are, I realize our heart longs for humanity and contact with others. Our senses come alive when others we love are around. And, while I may not have the answer to making new friends, except that luckily there are about 6 billion humans in the world--making it a little easier to find them, I can say that when I pray for my friends at Mass, during my morning routine, or even when I look at pictures or bring back our memories, it is at that moment that my senses also come alive with those who have touched my life in one way or another.

It also makes me smile that my friends challenge me to be a better person. They know me and want what is best for me. Unlike family, my friends have chosen to spend of their life with me. With friends there are good times, and with really good friends there are some bad times too. I guess the bad times are a good thing because that's when you know friends have become family.

During those times, when I revel in the wonders of my heart, I am assuaged knowing that though we may be physically apart from each other, by the graces of God himself, He has put us in eachothers' lives and if we have friendship here on Earth, it will be even more kickass in heaven--no more time and distance constraints!

Through the Saints I'm also meeting more saintly friends and catching up with old ones. Spending needed time with my friends reminded me of that.

I just bought a book on St. Anthony of Padua that includes daily prayers. He is my confirmation Saint and because we haven't chatted in a while , I would like to catch up and see what the Holy Rascal has been up to. He's told me before, but I haven't made time to really listen.

As I started writing this, I found a few inspiring quotes on frienship that I enjoyed:

"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather is one of those things that give value to survival."

- C. S. Lewis

"Friends are friends forever, if the Lord is the Lord of them
And a friend will not say never,
'cause the welcome will not end
Though it's hard to let you go
In the Father's hands I know
That a lifetime's not too long... to live as friends."

-Michael W Smith

Photo Above: The chair was at the Chicago train station and, as a member of the Booze Crew, I could not resist taking the picture. I actually had no one to take it and went up to a total stranger to see if he would take it. He was walking through the station with a fishing pole. He was happy to take it and we established a frienship; even chuckling at this massive chair in the middle of the station.

BP!

2008-07-12T12:01:00.008-05:00

With the price of Gas at $4.19 per
gallon (and I'm sure it may be
higher by now) all I can
say is BP...Literally!

My friend MW, MO now that she is
married, sent me a great website a
while back. By logging on to

GAS PRICE WATCH

you can actually compare
what gas stations offer the cheapest
gas around your neighborhood.

Check it out, even if you save a
cent or two by going to the gas
station located accross the one you
normally visit, maybe you can save
some dough for an ice cream cone or
two!

Into the wild...

2008-07-07T18:31:00.004-05:00

This past 4th of July weekend I headed up to Baraboo, Wisconsin for a relaxing and a much needed camping trip. I love camping because it is a very freeing and therapeutic experience for me. It allows me to revel in God's creation and it makes me feel alive. Pope John Paul II loved the outdoors and I can see why he loved nature so.

It is when I am out in the wild, that I feel like I can do anything. We set up our tents, hiked, bouldered, and swam. I stayed up until 3 AM hanging out, 'persistantly' tending the fire, and watching the stars. I even had a bit of time for prayer out there in the wilderness.

It freed me up and allowed me to also be crazy and live in the moment.

While hiking I came up with an idea and it is to go camping with friends in the near future. For those who enjoy the outdoors, be ready because I think it will be a good time. As far as a new wishlist item...I hope to be getting a Kayak or Canoe to take up to the various lakes near my home. I'm excited for the new things in my life and my camping trip put a lot of my worries and thoughts in perspective.

Organizing and Summer Cleaning

2008-07-07T17:35:00.005-05:00

Coming home seemed like a vacation until I finished unpacking all my 'crap' into what will be my room for a while. A while back, while hanging out with my friends LC and P during one of our Garage Sale Saturday Hangouts, LC ccommented on how much stuff I had. I denied it and wanted to prove her wrong. I wanted to show her that my move would be simple and easy because I didn't have a lot of stuff...boy was I wrong. So, after the frustration of packing , I headed home last week. Once I arrived I worked and worked and worked to finally organize my things somewhat. I have realized that I carry a lot, yet from now on I plan on moving every 6 months to rid myself of things I no longer need. While moving that often will not happen, I will try to do my best not to store things I don't use. In fact, I'm having a garage sale in a few weeks if anyone is looking for stuff to buy. I will admit, once you begin 'condensing' it feels awfully nice to keep doing it. Who knows where this will take me...hopefully not living on the streets.

Here are some Before and After shots to look at...

Shifts and Changes

2008-07-07T17:18:00.002-05:00

I can't believe it, but it has happened. Last week, I packed my SUV and my rented Uhaul trailer and shoved eight years of my life back up north from good old Bloomington-Normal. I would have never thought I would have attached myself to this little town in the middle of Illinois, but I did. It feels like a dream and a vacation, and a little part of my heart misses the town I've called home for this long. Yes, there is a sigh of joy knowing I'm back home, closer to family and of course Chicago, but a little piece of me has stayed in Bloomington. Actually, I can tell you where...Go to uptown Normal and get yourself an ice cream cone from Emack & Bolio's, but only after getting dinner at the Coffee House and a drink at Maggie Miley's. Then, sit on the bench at Emack & Bolio's, the one with the golden wings, and there you'll find the little piece of me. Why this spot? I'll tell you...because from there you can see all the uptown life and the ISU campus and even up towards Linden where the Pub II can be found. Like me, this area has gone through so much change. I remember walking these 'Normal' streets when they looked very different. I will miss this place and the people who've shaped me to be who I am, but I tread on to bigger adventures...

Get ready...A lot of entries in a day!

2008-07-07T17:11:00.001-05:00

So, it's been a while I know, but I do have much to say. However, I'm gonna space it out. Are you ready here we go :)

Rainy Days and Tuesdays

2008-04-08T09:40:00.004-05:00

Today I'm having a pretty manic Tuesday. It's rainy, and like the tree on the picture above, I feel the weight of life on my shoulder. With every droplet of rain, heavier and heavier it becomes.

Figuring out life is harder than I thought. It gets harder by the day. I have recited the saying, "when life hands you lemons, make lemonade," time and time again, but what if I'm sick of all the lemonade I've made?

The Lord has a way of making things happen and right now I don't understand what He wants me to do.

Had I no work today, I would have lain in bed reading, sleeping, watching classic movies, looking out my window on this maudlin Tuesday.

But no...I woke up got ready and headed to work.

Sometimes, during my get-ready time, I pray in my own little way. Today there was more whining than prayer. I whined from bed, to shower, while ironing, while getting dressed, during breakfast, and all the way to work.

Eitherway, from time to time I enjoy painting and creating. Sometimes when I get in one of these moods I write or paint to let those feelings out. While I'm in the process of writing, I thought painting was out of the question. That is until I stumbled on a website perfect for that purpose.

It's called Art Pad and it allows individuals to express themselves on the digital canvas found on their website.

So I doodled a bit in hopes of ridding myself of my whiny mood. My whining is gone, and while I am still pensively distrought with questions of life, I am glad I was able to use the canvas to clear my mind a bit today; relishing in spring colors in hopes of sunny days ahead.

Sunny days will be perfect to sell my lemonade at $0.25 cents a cup. Come and get it, there is plenty for all!

My life...the Recap!

2008-03-30T23:57:00.008-05:00

So I know it has been a while since I've written. Don't worry I'll catch you up in what I like to call "A Recap of my life according to me.." Ready, set, write:

I traveled for work eating delicious drumsticks until about the beginning of November. Crazy, I know. Hung out with my friends from all over...bought another cook book this time by Nigella Lawson...I know I said I wouldn't buy any more cookbooks, but she was in Chicago and I couldn't miss that chance to meet her. Here is a picture of the book which has her lovely signature inside :)

Thanksgiving was here and I spent it with the fam...I made Tiramisu from Nigella's book and it was a HIT!...December brought ICE and a snow day from ISU...I skated on my street. My Annual X-mas party year 10! came was moved because of the ice storm but was a blast although many couldn't come because of the weather. The 11th one is coming and it's going to be a blast...Christmas came and conquered...New Years Eve came and I turned 25. How did I celebrate, by buying a Chapeu (it means hat in french--it was a top hat). Ahhh, I'm 25! I'm still coping. I went out with a friend from HS and it was great to see her and then spent the rest of my bday in my PJs...my family went to bed early and I drank a glass of champaigne while watching x-mas movies which I love. Went to Texas for the FOCUS conference--a great time BTW...Winter was a Bitch and I was very maudlin but I treaded through thanx to friends, Quelf, YouTube, and ProjectRunway (don't judge...I love this show). Hung out with all my awesome friends...Went to Ch's Babtism...had a drink called Apple Pie in the EP...became a Godfather for my friends B&M B's daughter C which was awesome... at the sime time, Lent was here and magically 40 days later it was Easter. I went and spent the whole triduum in Peoria with my freind EG where I served as a vimp (that's right V.I.M.P) for the Bish and then hung out at the after party at the Bish's home with all those who served. Party = Greatly needed because our Lord is Risen and we deserve to party (cue "we like to party" song now). Every party has a pooper, and it's never me :)

whew...that was a lot...crazy!

This all leads to this weekend and going to a NK Reunion which I have not done in a while. It was a blast and I loved spending time with some great katz and their kiddies.

I'm going to try harder to update my blog because I do like writing and I haven't had time to do it. I'm going to make time for it! ...hopefully :)

If I have friends who read it, or stalkers who stalk from time to time, know that I will be doing more of it.

Peace out!

My Drum stick!

2007-09-30T18:18:00.003-05:00

I have been a vegetarian for about 10 years now. While I'm really not a "Peta" kinda guy and still think people who want to should still eat meat even though I don't, today's pondering has put a smile on my face.

With that said, let me tell you that I have begun my fall travel season which means that my office is my car. Yes the driving sometimes sucks, but what office can compete with my view now that the fall palette is among us.

The sunrise and sunset, Chicago skyline, winding roads with tress, corn and fresh air are all here to show me why I love this season.

As I was pondering all these great things, I, hungry from not eating breakfast (something that seldomly happens because I do believe b-fast is the best and most important meal of the day) made a quick stop at the local Meijer near McHenry, IL.

Entering the store and with a stomach announcing his complaint to the world, I quickly headed to the snack section quickly feasting my eyes on the prize...caramel apples.

These are one of my favorite treats. Going back to whence I first delighted on such a decadent and delicious snack (3rd grade), I have no better way of explaining what the fall season means to me.

Sweet (caramel) because the tempeture is warm and cool, perfect, and the trees are in colorful transition. Sour (apple) because the weather is becoming chilly, yet the sweetness carefully allows us to prepare for winter. And crunchy (crushed peanuts) ...well...because you can't really have a caramel apple without peanuts...unless you're allergic.

Either way, the caramel apple makes me smile.

With that said, it was in the parking lot at Meijer, while masticating such a delicious snack, that I was hit with an epiphany...the caramel apple is the vegetarian man's drumstick.

While I'm not looking for meat equivalents, it's good to know that my meat eating instincts are still being put to good use.

Tools…Never leave home without them!

2007-08-27T11:13:00.001-05:00

This weekend I ended up in P-Town to visit some of my friends. What started as an exciting drive, turned into a bit of a dilemma. You see my car broke down.

As I was peacefully driving, the stereo blaring, I noticed that my battery light turned on. I figured it was nothing and that, once I reached P-town, I’d get a new battery. Well, after a few more minutes of driving, my car’s lights went out and so I pulled an emergency stop into a rest stop. I am very lucky because as soon as I pulled in, the car shut off immediately. When parking, I even had to use my emergency brakes to stop.

With all this happening all I could think of was, “Crap, what am I going to do? I’m in the middle of no where and the only thing I know how to do is open the hood of the car!”

So I did.

I looked around and saw cables and wires all while looking like I knew what was going on and, in order to show off to anyone who drove by; letting them know that I was no idiot…even though I was.

To add to this, my father’s words rapidly made it into my head, “son, don’t forget your tools, you never know when you’ll need them.” I ran to open the trunk hoping and praying they would be there even though, of course, I knew I forgot them.

I called home, and my dad told me it was the battery or the alternator.

I called my friend EG, who was on her way, and who told me it could be the battery or alternator…She called her dad, who was also in accord with her hypothesis.

And finally, we called my friend MA, who also said the same thing and who was on his way with his set of tools.

To make a long story short, my friends came and helped me. We bought a battery, and MA used his tools to install it. I drove to P-Town and then took it to the mechanic the next day to be repaired.

Lots of money later, my alternator is now fixed (crowd cheering in the background) and I have a new resolution for the year…I plan on learning more about my car.

I love my car, and if it’s sick…I’d like to make sure I can help it.

I will also make sure to never forget my tools lest I, myself, might once again end up, well, a useless tool.

Never forget your tools friends…Never.

To learn more about alternators and a plethora of other things in general please visit:

http://www.ehow.com/how_2001058_change-alternator.html

Apparently, the website claims it will show you “how to fix just about anything!”

We'll see about that.

Holy Cannoli and Guacamole!

2007-08-14T17:35:00.000-05:00

I recently purchased a cook book called, Everyday Italian, from one of my favorite chefs, Giada de Laurentiis and I couldn’t be anymore excited. To many, chefs would not be on their top list for celebrity status, but me, I’m all about the cookin’ and those who like to do it.

Her book has many Italian recipes that I plan to try out and fuse together with my style in order to make my own edible works of art.

And my favorite part of cooking: having people over to try my creations. This of course, means that, “I’m a gonna have to make a party, No?”

“Yes!”

Besides Giada (we are on 1st name basis, of course), Jamie Oliver became my all-star Chef while I was in college. I first saw him on his hit show on the Food Network called the Naked Chef and I loved every minute of it. I actually own two of Jamie’s books, The Naked Chef takes off, and Jamie's Kitchen. I even had Jamie's Kitchen signed in Chicago when he stopped by at Marshall Fields for a book signing.

I was nervous to meet him and speechless when I shook his hand. It makes me laugh how star-struck I was.

My friend and roommate in college even took a picture of my momentous occation. He's actually a big fan himself.

I can honestly say I collect cookbooks like trading cards.

This leads me to my dilemma. After coming home with Giada in hand (ha!), I realized that I have a cookbook addiction. My library is full of them, and I can’t help not purchasing them because I love them all. There are Jamie’s, Giada’s, Mexican, Japanese, Vegetarian, Soups, Desserts, drinks, and Food Encyclopedias.

Each is so special, but hear me now: I cannot purchase anymore cookbooks. Period. End of Story!

That’s what I told myself 6 months ago too and now look where I am now. :)

My Little Place

2007-08-09T19:37:00.000-05:00

Hidden deep and away…

Far from the fears And sorrows of my soul…

I have a little place of my own.

***

A place where all my dreams come true.

Where the sun shines true and the sky is blue.

***
Where my friends all smile

***

And I can sink into a blanket of calm...

To ponder, wish, to dream…enjoy LIFE!

To smile like I mean it.

***

In my place I can scream, I can jump, and I can sail

On clouds that wrap around me like the embrace of a mother.

***

For this is where I am a king; unafraid to live.

Where I can walk on water.

***

In my place I’m free to be truly, completely, and utterly me.

And that is who I want to be— ME! —Completely free.

***

Lucky for me, that my loneliness longs to be found because my place is your place

Our place.

While deep and away,

Never distant.

Wickedly Awesome!

2007-03-02T13:46:00.000-06:00

So I have been meaning to write for a long time now and have finally had a chance.

On January 20th I was able to go see Wicked in Chicago. I was so excited to see what it was all about.

In high school, I was very lucky to be part of the productions that were held in the fall and the spring.

Don’t get me wrong, I was not (and am not) the greatest actor in the world, but I was privileged to experience that world.

Getting into costume, rehearsing, singing (BTW I’m not really a singer), spot lights… all of those memories were racing through my head just before the show began.

I thought to my self, “How cool that while we impatiently wait, and while Frau Flashlight yells at us at the top of her lungs to not use cameras in the theater, the cast is back there getting ready.”

Soon, adrenaline, excitement, and nerves would all be converted into a spectacular performance!

The show brought those memories back and I felt lucky to have had the experiences that I had then.

I felt honored at the experience I would have now.

The lights dimmed, Frau Flashlight was muzzled and sent back to her cage, and the orchestra began to play…resplendent magic was about to take place.

Through music, singing, costumes, and sets – a story unfolded into real life.

Wicked was great! It had all that you could ever want in a show and so much more

As the show reached its final moments, I realized how lucky I was to be in that room.

Not everybody has a chance to experience live theater, or even entertainment, for that matter. This was a memory I would never forget.

The show inspired me to consider my life, and enjoy the gift of what I saw.

It made me think of those people in my life, who I know will never be able to see a play because of something or other.

It taught me to be grateful for what I was able to experience.

It also opened my eyes to the possibility of my life. I can do anything that I want. I just have to work at it and be happy with what I accomplish.

In the end we have but one short moment here on earth to do with it as we are called to do.

Some will do great things, others small, but that won’t matter much.

What matters is that we listen in order to do that which makes us most happy.

From my experience I have learned that doing what we love the most may not be the easiest, but worth defying all around…even if that includes gravity.

Always in Chicago...

2006-10-16T19:53:00.000-05:00

Chicago is my therapeutic escape from the world...

It seems that everytime I go there, I always seem so up and hopeful when I return.

Whether hanging out with friends, or waking up to the sounds of the city after a night out with kickass company in an awesome apartment...

I simply love the town that makes me feel so ALIVE.

Walking in the city, drinking, sitting at a coffee shop, writing, spending time just eating, People watching, drinking, thinking, and then meeting up with a good friend for dinner on Saturday and chatting 'till the endless hour, only to run back to the train station to continue our chat..

I am thankful for all that.

I have always been of the mindset that if you make time for life...it will always reward you with the reason why life is worth living.

You walk around and the oddest things happen

...they're unexpected...

but when they happen, you laugh because you know that those moments, your moments, were just that...

yours.

* The lady playing a good tune in the subway
* The pigeons I chased around the street
* The eyes I followed, and those that followed back

* The "L"
* The man who lost his wallet...he asked me to buy him Wendy's...and I did
* The husband embarrasing his wife
* "Warriors" who came out to play
* Eating an ice cream cone (strawberry) and drinking a cafe mocha at the same time

Every moment one takes in is like the first breath one takes in the morning,

Every memory the exhaling sigh of joy.

We all must exhale.

We all must remember

...Life...:

Catchin up...

2006-08-23T10:05:00.000-05:00

So I have not written in a while. I know...the 2 people checking to see what I've written will be very happy to see my new post.

Anyway, here is a little of what I have been up to:Two weeks ago, I ended up hanging out in Nashville, TN with some of the best people I know. Besides visiting a friend of ours who is a nun, we also made it to the hot spots in the area. How you doin, Country Music Hall of Fame, Jack's Barbecue, Robert's Bar and meeting Montgomery Gentry (which I learned was not a person, but rather a band). All in all the road trip was a HEE HAW of a time.

I know the summer is coming to a very quick end, but I am looking foward to what this new season has in store for me. I am happy at this point and am glad life is taking me where I need to go. Summer isn't over and I'm sure there will be plenty of little road trips in the future.

Chicago never runs too far from me :)

On Retreat

2006-07-24T14:03:00.000-05:00

The weekend was a great success. Definitely well appreciated. I drove home, had breakfast with my fam, and with a camera and a notebook, headed for Chicago.

I love taking the train. It is always very relaxing. There is always comotion and panic from those who fear missing the train but then when all ends well there is always a sigh of relief-and all is peaceful.

From the station, I headed to the Chicago Art Intitute making a few pit stopf to take pictures on my way. I was on my own and I was loving it. I took pictures of plants, buildings, anything and everything. I had no schedule. I was on retreat...my retreat!

I finally arrived into the museum where I befriended the information desk receptionist. She suggested the European wing and I sped towards Europe "on the second floor".

It was great because the first paintings that I saw were gargantuan and alive. I'm not an art aficionado but I do find creation and technique through art such a gift to our humanity.

The gift to create from scratch that which makes you love life, that which makes you--well, you. One's elation in one's creation must really give one a tiny glimpse at the feeling God had creating man, the world, and the universe.

The first few paintings I saw were of St. Francis. I guess he must have been traveling with me because there was a lot of St. Francis around at the museum , and everywhere else too.

Good to know I was enjoying my time with a friend.

I also saw a few of Claude Monet's works. The texture of a painting and the style of the painter look you traight in the eye. The poster knock offs one buys are like the "sparknotes" of a great classic.

The whole time I wondered what the painter was thinking while painting. What was going on in their lives that made them shade something one way or another?

Either way, it was great to see.

I then headed to Mass where the homily was about St. Francis and taking time to spend alone with Jesus. It was really good to know that this retreat in the city was exactly what the "doctor" ordered.

Of course I spent the day at a few of my favorite stores, not too many though, but just enough.

By this time I met up with my cousin and we headed to dinner to a little restaurant that was highly reccomended by a friend. Really a great meal.

The rest of the evening we spent it walking around, taking pictures and even visiting some bars.

All in all Chicago is "my kinda town!"

Doctors and my weekend plans

2006-07-21T20:50:00.000-05:00

Well I did make it to the dentist and after all is done, I would say it wasn't that bad. They had to numb my mouth and it was funny because I went to McDonald's right after (Doctors orders, btw). I wrote a note and handed it to the cashier. She was serious the whole time I ordered and I knew she was trying to be PC with the whole situation. The note read:

"Hello, I recently had dental work done. I would like a large chocolate milkshake. I will be paying with my Debit card. Thank you."

I was laughing on the inside and I hope she laughed a little after I was gone.

Anyway, they told me I'd be okay in a couple of days, but I was okay after a 2 hour nap. I'm pretty proud of myself.

Anyway, my dentist woes aren't over just yet, but the scary part "Over and Done With."

My plans for the weekend are pretty simple but fun...

As soon as I'm off the computer I'm headed to the land where milk flows like water. Then, tomorrow I plan on taking the train to Chicago. I don't have huge plans of any sort. I will probably hang out on Lake Michigan maybe go for a little swim and I would like to go to the art Museum.

There is a cafe that I frequent while I'm there that is quiet and perhaps not to well known--At least I like to think that. I wouldn't mind sitting down, eating, and writing- All while people watching, one of my favorite activities.

I might even have a drink. Cheers to a weekend in Chicago and to those of you reading my Blog.

I will admit, I am a bit addicted.

Samson and I

2006-07-19T20:45:00.001-05:00

So after work today, I decided it was time to cut the fro before the end of summer. It is always sad, getting a haircut that is, because when I'm getting it done everyone reminds me how they wish they had hair like mine. I know, I'm being a little vain right now. Either way, it is always painful to see my curls on the floor only to later be swept into the dust bin (one of my roommates in college spoke British English and this was one of his words) but either way I went to get my hair cut.

Since I didn't make an appointment I had to wait an hour for them to cut my hair.

To kill the time I headed to Coldstone creamery to pass the time.

Tomorrow I have to go to the dentist and I figured ruining the good teeth I have left before tomorrow would be the best way to celebrate.

I went and had my hair cut and even though I'm always weirded out by the feeling of a new hair cut, I was happy with the results. The lady even put gel in my hair to make it shiny. I was happy.

So even though I am trying to get used to the guy with short hair on my mirror, I like my haircut. I guess I really don't miss my curly hair that much.

More on the dentist tomorrow (Yikes!)

The band wagon

2006-07-18T23:12:00.000-05:00

So after much thought, I have decided to start writing a blog. I guess this will be good for me as I have an affinity for writing. That doesn't mean I am a superb writer, but it does allow me to express my thougths through a medium I have grown to love and respect.

As for the title of my blog, "Only the beginning," I am excited and open to the idea of letting go and taking hold of the gifts that I've been given.

Life is all about beginning, even though we try to hold on to the end.

I won't anymore.

I am unsure where life will lead me, but that is why I'll keep on living it. Day by day I'll lead my life always enjoying new beginnings.