Thursday, September 12, 2013

Have a Cheesesteak...

A throwback to the old days...


"Only at DiGiaCintos does the man walking out of the bathroom shake the hand of the man waiting in line...




...I really do work at Cheers."


Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Wordless Wednesday


This is me, in a rare "selfie", the morning before my interview that is helping me jumpstart my career and make a difference in the new state. More information to follow next month...


Tuesday, September 10, 2013

All's Quiet on the Indiana Front

I've been a little distant from the social media world for the past few days. This is hardly news to anyone to actually follows me anywhere, nor is it out of the ordinary for me. However, I've had a weird little whirlwind of excitement, apprehension, impatience, boredom, and a desire to move on with life.

Despite these emotions and feelings, I'm stuck in a holding pattern for a few more weeks with little chance to escape. But even this holding pattern has a certain blessed feeling about it, and so I shall do my best to be patient, controlled excited, and not disappear from the digital world!

Thursday, September 5, 2013

The Best of Old Friends



The Best Friend and I in D.C. circa 2005.

Here's to hoping the smiles return and stay forever as her little one becomes stronger and grows older!

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Thursday, August 29, 2013

Heavy Thoughts

I'm quite sure what to say, except that I'm pulling for a miracle, and know one is possible.

One of my near and dear friends was due with a baby girl, just in time for my birthday. There were jokes as to scheduling the delivery so me and the little one could share a birthday, possibilities of having a Seuss-themed nursery, and my excitement over being able to (possibly) quilt her a baby quilt (ya know, if I can ever get the one I'm currently working on done and a new one started).

Woody Allen has a famous line: "If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans". While I'm certain God isn't laughing at this, little C was born this past week (16 weeks early), throwing everyone's plans out the window and hoping for a miracle--either divine or scientific. Two states away, I feel pretty hopeless, so I'm doing the only thing I can think of: spreading the word and hope the thoughts and prayers of my extended Internet friends can help little C continue to be a fighter and pull this out.

So, friends of the world, please think strong and positive thoughts for a little one fighting for her life--make it so in the many years to come I can make jokes about how we should have shared our birthday, had she not been impatient to get here before September...

Happy Birthday, Pops!




Circa 1980s