Work in Progress

I am currently in the middle of creating a website for the coffee, cappuccino and espresso lover. Over the past few weeks, I have had designer’s cramp, and have tried to come up with an idea for a new site.

One thing I have learned in web design, is that it truly helps to be passionate about sites I create – otherwise boredom can easily sink in.

Which causes projects to stall.

A lot of people who try to create websites to generate revenue will tell you the same thing. They find it hard to stay inspired with their sites, and that continually adding content is difficult if they don’t have any interest in the subject matter.

I guess it’s easy to deduct that we put forth effort into things that we enjoy, and that can somehow give back to us in return. Thus, my future endeavor, Downtown Java.

More to come…

Things to Do On a Four Day Weekend

In my opinion, every weekend should be four days. It’s funny how the more time off you have, the less you actually get done. At least productive stuff. As most people did, I had a four day weekend, and you’ll see how much (or little) I actually did.

Call me a typical north shore yuppie, but we had Starbucks four times this weekend. Yes, we performed our weekend ritual every morning of this little vacation. Count ‘em, four toffee nut lattes in four days. That’s twelve shots of espresso, sixteen dollars and some change later. Priceless.

Spent over three hours putting up Christmas lights. And that doesn’t include the time I spent putting up our new tree, of which Shelly hung 95% of the ornaments, as I was outside performing my Clark Griswold impression. And the sad thing, is that I’m still not done.

Watching six hours of football on Thursday wasn’t enough. So I had to watch another three or four on Saturday, and then of course the typical nine hours of Sunday football. I am an NFL junkie, and I don’t even have the NFL package. Imagine that.

Last, but not least, Shelly and I spent the remainder (actually majority) of our Turkey Day weekend engaged in a Grey’s Anatomy-a-thon. A few weeks ago, she told me that she wanted to get into that show, and I gave the following ultimatum. The only way I’d allow her to do that, is if I could be involved, and if we watched every episode up until the current one. And that is exactly what we did.

Over the past week, we not only viewed the nine episodes of Season One, we just finished up the twenty seven episodes of Season Two. Yes, that is a fact. We watched 2160 minutes (actually 1512 realtime minutes) of Grey’s Anatomy to catch ourselves up to snuff on what’s happening on the show. And the beautiful thing is that in a few weeks, ABC will re-run the first ten episodes of Season Three, before they continue on. For those of you who watch the show, you can appreciate that. Seriously.

Top Ten Things I’m Thankful For

I know it’s a bit late, but I’ll steal a page out of David Letterman’s Top Ten List of things that I am thankful for:

10 – Peeking through the doorway and watching your kid fall asleep while holding Elmo in his arms.

9 – Having a house that I love and putting up Chritmas lights the day after Thanksgiving.

8 – Sarah McLachlan’s Wintersong album.

7 – Thanksgiving dinner leftovers.

6 – Being loved beyond my ability to comprehend.

5 – Christmas music on the radio 24 hours a day.

4 – Watching 27 episodes of season 2 of Grey’s Anatomy this weekend to catch up. (my new favorite show!)

3 – Enjoying the 3 F’s of Thanksgiving this year – family, football and food!

2 – Zach.

1 – Shelly.

And When She Danced

Can you go back in time, to a place in your mind…

I used to reminisce a lot more than I do now, mainly because years ago I was trying to fill a void in my life I no longer need to seek. But once in a while I find myself taking a stroll down memory lane and I enjoy it. There are times in my life that were simply unforgettable. Not ones I wish I could relive, or go back to, but ones that were of comprised nothing more than innocence and simplicity.

It’s funny how much you think life matters when you’re in high school. The things that go on in those days don’t even come close to mattering as much as they do now when you get older. Yet somehow, when you’re young it’s so easy to focus on things that seem so important, but are easily trivialized nowadays.

I think that everyone should have memories, songs and places that they should hold on to. It’s easy for me to look back and see how certain people and circumstances have built me into the person I am now, and thank those were a part of my life back then. Without those people, who knows where my life would have led.

For me, reminiscing is therapeutic. It helps me put into perspective life nowadays versus life years ago. Neither of which really matter in the grand scheme of things, because life is really short when you think about it. Nevertheless, it’s quite numbing to close my eyes and to get lost in a world of yesterdays.

So back to the original question.

Can you go back in time, to a place in your mind? I highly recommend it…

Moore Than a Feeling

It’s amazing how easy it is to be superficial.

Last night I was lying in bed watching The Tonight Show with Jay Leno, I found myself being insanely shallow. Demi Moore was on last night, and for the first time ever, I noticed that she was aging a bit. Now I know most women hate to hear that, but those who are 44 and look the way she does really can’t complain.

Aside from seeing the slightest resemblance of aging, my ignorant thinking drove further down the road of embarassment. I started to question what Asthon Kutcher was thinking when he decided to get into a relationship with her. Yes, Demi is beautiful, but at the time they got involved, she was going through a big time divorce with Bruce Willis. Talk about emotional baggage.

Ashton, notorious for his goofy antics and relationships with younger women like Brittany Murphy has apparently grown up. And after shedding my horrendous stereotypes, I realized something quite obvious.

Ashton loves Demi.

Wow, what a revelation. Now considering I dated someone 31 years old when I was in college, I have no room to question what Asthon does and doesn’t do regarding his love life. And back then, I muttered to people who asked about my relationship, “Love knows no boundaries.”

And here I write, in full comprehension that I was a total idiot last night. I know better. I know that love can exist outside the lines of normalcy. In fact, I envy Ashton. He’s in the Hollywood limelight, comes in contact with thousands of young girls all over California. Yet he remains true to Demi. And as much as I think she enjoys his youth, he enjoys her just the same.

I’m pulling for this relationship to work. Good luck guys!