Showing posts with label Know Thyself. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Know Thyself. Show all posts

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Like Fine Wine

How old do you think she is? This question occasionally comes up when watching television or a movie. Either the person is a long time public figure and still looks great, or is aging before our very eyes. Professional makeup and photographic air brushing create a warped sense of what people should look like at a given age. We watch actors and actresses age gracefully, read countless articles on the forty and fifty fabulous set, and forget that artists and modern technology make it easy to erase years of a person’s face and body. On the flip side we have an up and coming generation of stars and starlets who take the teenage desire to look older to a whole new level with heavy makeup and provocative clothing. With the old looking young and the young looking old, it is increasingly difficult to play the age guessing game and even worse, answer the question “do I look my age?”

Today is my thirty-third birthday, and it is actually much less traumatic then thirty-two. I am old enough to understand how the beauty, fashion, and entertainment industries promote unhealthy and unattainable goals but young enough to still obsess with what I look like. I am old enough to know that airbrushes enhance the cleavage of Victoria Secret models but young enough to hope their bras can still grant the dream of gravity defying boobs. I am old enough to know that Demi Moore, Halle Berry and other “aging” stars have a team of doctors, makeup artists, nutritionists, and photographers working to hide wrinkles and cellulite; but young enough to pray that good genes and excellent skin care will render me a bombshell at any age. I have the age and wisdom to know the games Hollywood play, but have yet to lose the naivety and arrogance to believe the rules of the game actually apply to me.

Whether it is because of a more mature look, the confident swagger that no person in their twenties possesses, a change in body shape, established career, or more classic clothing, there comes a certain point where it is very apparent that you are in your thirties. Thirty-three is around the age where it becomes nearly impossible to pretend you are twenty-nine, no matter how good you look.

To determine how I looked in comparison to other women my age, I searched wikipedia for women born the same year as me; 1975. Some highly esteemed company share my birth year, many are undoubtedly gorgeous, but do they “look their age?”

Heather Chadwell: Bret Michael’s runner up in season one of Rock of Love, currently on I Love Money, is who sparked my curiosity on what women born in 1975 look like. When I say curiosity I really mean “scared the crap out of me and fueled a skin product shopping spree”.

Stacy Ann “Fergie” Ferguson: The Black Eyed Peas singer turned solo artist has a killer body, but her years as a meth addict make her look a bit worn around the edges. Her body is still kicking, but the meth and cocaine diet is not endorsed by the American Medical Association.

Angelina Jolie: One can’t help but look older than their age with six children under their belts. She is a beautiful woman, but did anyone think for a moment think she was only 33?

Melanie Brown: Perhaps it is the stress of a public battle with Eddie Murphy regarding the paternity of their child, but Scary Spice is looking a little scary these days (although not as scary as Posh Spice, Victoria Beckham).

Kimora Lee Simmons: She looks good, but it is hard not to think she’s older due to her ex-husband, Russell Simmons, being 18 years her senior.

Tara Reid: She still parties like she’s in her twenties, but will turn 33 this November. My father used to say “it’s not the age, it’s the mileage” and Tara has certainly put on a lot of miles in her 33 years. She still looks okay despite years of bodily abuse, but plastic surgery can only help for so long before Tara starts looking like Joan Rivers.

Lauryn Hill: All I can say is wow, she used to be so ripped, so gorgeous. 5 kids really can age a person.

Mayim Bialik: Blossom from the show by the same name. She hasn’t changed a bit, she still looks like a socially awkward teenager.

Milla Jovovich: As a super-model she has a leg up on the rest of us mere mortals in the looks department, but her skin seems to be thinning a bit; she looks translucent.

Sara Gilbert: Darlene Conner from Roseanne looks around the same age as me, so do we look 33 or younger then 33? She looks older then her days as a teenage TV star, but is still recognizable.

Natalie Imbruglia: I cannot help but think she had some work, but this music star from Australia, best known for her song “Torn,” is somehow avoiding the sun damage that occurs living in a country with a thin ozone layer. She looks good.

Danica McKellar: Winnie Cooper from “The Wonder Years” is still adorable, and adorable is hard to pull off at 33.

Drew Barrymore: Drew looks fantastic, and the only reason I would think she looks older than 33 is because she’s been around FOREVER. Of course I could be biased; Drew’s Great-Grandmother and my Great-Great Grandmother were sisters or cousins or something like that, making me a fourth cousin twice removed. No matter what the connection, women in my family age beautifully!

Eva Longoria: This Desparate Housewives star is the youngest of the housewives, but does she look as young as 33? I’m torn on this particular starlet, she’s beautiful, married to a much younger man, but something about her eye area makes me question whether she’s really 33.

Charlize Theron: Bitch. No seriously, Charlize is a timeless beauty who will continue to grace magazine covers for decades to come. Part of the beauty is a natural glow and presence that few people possess.

Kate Winslet: Kate looks the same today as she did in Titanic ten years ago. She is somehow comes off as both elegant and down to earth at the same time. Hollywood is always looking for her to lose 10 to 20 pounds, but she maintains her stance that she is a curvy woman and won’t give in to those demands. Her strength in the face of societal pressures makes her more attractive, and me proud to share a birth year with such a buxom beauty.

So there it is; the good, the bad and the ugly ladies of 1975. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder and everyone could have a different opinion on how these women, and I, are aging. Ultimately age is just a number, but there is so much pressure to maintain the looks of a 19 year old that it is a number that is sometimes scary. I’m not 19 anymore, or 29. My laugh lines reveal 30+ years of smiles, crow’s feet disclose decades of deep thoughts, and sun spots show years dancing in the sunlight. Perhaps thirty-three is the age where we start to realize that some people are like fine wine; we only get better with age.


Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Auto Unfocused

Something has taken over my body, inflicting one of the strangest bouts of writer’s block ever to come over me. Incredibly creative ideas are actually pouring from my head, filling computer folders with documents outlining cutting edge concepts and theories. Inspiration abounds; from current events and social issues to weather and our national pastime. Yet I cannot get beyond the framework of these ideas, outlines that never gain any meat or validity. This pseudo-writers block is more frustrating than not having any ideas at all; I can write, but I can’t get the job done.

Writers know the best way to get over writers block is to actually write about the writers block, but I was avoiding this method, fearing a half finished posting. Then I considered writing on all the things that could trigger bouts of writers block, forcing me to face the issues rather than the writing problem. The issue with that is I have absolutely no idea what could trigger this level of

Insecurity
Instability
Frustration
Attention deficit.

  • Maybe I should play with the dogs?
  • Solei’s nails need trimming.
  • When is the dogs’ grooming appointment?
  • My tooth hurts, I should make a dentist appointment.
  • I should call my sisters/Stacy/Diane/Jooli/my dentist.
  • Did wadE remember to call his mother?
  • I need to send Mom a package.
  • UPS tracker should have information on the package I ordered by now.
  • There needs to be more order in the Tupperware drawer.
  • I need to finish going through my drawers to get rid of old stuff.
  • I have a bag for goodwill, I should throw that in my car.
  • It’s probably time to have my car washed and vacuumed.
  • What should I wear tomorrow?
  • The dish washer should be loaded.
  • Did I remember to close the garage door?
  • Wonder if the tomato plants need water?
  • Oh look, Jeter is batting!
  • What a cute bunny in the yard.
  • Crap, I forgot to send someone a document at work.
  • I should really change my 401K around.
  • Where the heck did I hide badge for work?
  • How many Japanese beetles will it take to kill my sunflowers?
  • When should I squeeze in a haircut?
  • These legs need waxing, I wonder who Amy is going to these days.
  • Amy had a fantastic shirt on tonight, I should ask her where she got it.
  • Did I leave any shirts at the Dry Cleaner?
  • Should I make sushi reservations this weekend?
  • Weekend at Bernie’s was a stupid movie.
  • Damn, I haven’t seen Indiana Jones yet.
  • Should we go to Amsterdam after our trip to London?
  • Ooooo, Joe Nathan is pitching, he’s cute.
  • That cute new shirt would be great to wear tomorrow.
  • Are we going to get rain tomorrow, or do I have to water the plants.
  • Look at the time, I should get some sleep.
If anyone has suggestions on how to find focus, I’m willing to take suggestions. Help. Puhleeze.

    Wednesday, July 09, 2008

    Who's That Girl?

    I recently received a letter from a law firm that a credit card company “misplaced” a box containing computer back-up tapes that contained pretty much my financial life story. Like any good company that screws their customers royally, a risk mitigation strategy went into effect to safeguard my identity. Included in this strategy is a free subscription to Triple Alert, a service that will alert me if anything fishy pops up on my credit report. Haunted by the thought of working in a restaurant wearing a pirate costume and singing to tourists in T-shirts, I decided it was wise to sign up for this service and monitor for security breaches or other potential credit issues, just in case. Much to my surprise, I discovered there was something fishy on my credit report.

    Risking sounding like a braggart, I have excellent credit (the credit report said so!) with nearly 15 years of picture perfect activity. No overdue accounts, no collections, high credit indicating good financial experience, and my student loans are paid in full. Our fairly new mortgage leaves a rather high balance, and I still have some time left to pay off the Jeep, but those loans be taken care of in due time. Credit-wise there were no real surprises on the report except a credit card for the Limited evidently not cancelled and inactive since January 2002. It was my personal information that included something surprising, a section titled “also known as.”

    Apparently I have an alias unknown to me until today. Not the 9 instances of my misspelled name, but a name totally different than my own. Somehow the credit companies think I also carry around the moniker Michelle “my husband’s last name.” For those who don’t know me, or haven’t caught up with my blog postings to go wayyyyyy back to 2005, my husband opted to keep his maiden name and so did I. This is one issue I am incredibly opinionated on; I even contribute to the Lucy Stone League, an organization campaigning to change the widespread practices of wives taking husbands' surnames at marriage and of children being given fathers' surnames. Yet for some reason, nearly 7 years after saying I do, people still require a reminder that my husband and I carry different surnames.

    Names are an important key to what a society values. Anthropologists recognize naming as 'one of the chief methods for imposing order on perception.
    - David S. Slawson

    Apparently I needed to inform the credit agencies of this decision as well, because all the major agencies had me with an alias of Michelle “My husband’s last name.” There has never been a single official document with my last name as anything other then the one I was born with, yet on my credit report there was this completely different name. The 9 different spellings, although annoying, are to be expected with a last name of multiple syllables, but a totally different last name? I felt like I was stealing someone else’s identity as I read the report and couldn’t for the life of me figure out how this mistaken identity happened. My husband and I are both on our mortgage with our own names, and share a credit card account set up with each of our names. These are the only documents I could see triggering this presumptuous change to my list of names. Presumptuous not only that I took on his name, but that we were even married.

    As annoying and time consuming as this was, it was probably far less work then any hassle people who change their names experience. It took about a half-dozen phone calls, but I got this other woman’s name expunged from my credit history (and cancelled the Limited credit card). I reprinted the reports and now feel like I’m back to my old self.


    Wednesday, June 11, 2008

    Celebrate the Road Taken

    You’ll regret it someday. This sentence is one everyone hears at least a few times in their lives, often muttered by friends or family after life changing decisions like getting a tattoo, dropping out of school, or joining the circus. The childfree hear “you’ll regret it someday” from friends, family and perfect strangers who believe the decision to remain childfree will lead to a bleak future of sadness and regret. Rarely do people point out to a parent-to-be their possibility of future regret yet the decision to have children is filled with more struggle and sacrifice then remaining childfree.

    For many parents the thought of regretting their children is a completely foreign concept, but some parents express quiet frustration of their irreversible decision. Parental dissatisfaction must be quietly expressed; it is less acceptable for a parent to show anything but infatuation with their children than it is to be childfree. Anonymously, parents acknowledge their trials and tribulations on True Mom Confessions and True Dad Confessions. People post about their loss of freedom, lack of time to themselves, decline of sex, and deterioration of their marriages. Parents express breeder’s remorse on being unable to complete more education, travel the world, learn a foreign language, or enjoy an evening out. These sites serve as excellent reminders that regret is not reserved for the childfree.

    Regret comes from decisions you can’t take back: that tattoo of an ex’s name, a one night stand, the nose job, or mutually exclusive decisions (e.g. I couldn’t backpack Europe after college and afford an apartment with friends in DC, go to Georgetown and Mary Washington for my undergrad, continue my career in consulting and have dinner every night with my husband). Bypassing a European backpacking adventure after college was a tough decision, but lead to a career path that brought financial security, the opportunity to travel extensively, the dream of living in the DC area, and the chance meet my husband. Attending a large university might have brought a broader business network and potentially greater riches, but my decision to attend a small, liberal arts college offered me a wealth of experiences and opportunities that no large school could ever provide. Every choice requires a sacrifice; if you get hung up on what you missed out while pursing something else, life will be filled with nothing but regret.
    “When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.”
    - Alexander Graham Bell
    Life is filled with tough choices, we all give up something in pursuit of something else and the choice to have or not to have children is just another in a long list of life decisions. Admitting to the potential of regretting the choice to forgo motherhood is blasphemous in the childfree community and could open up a can of worms with my hopeful family, but let me make this clear; potential for regret is no reason to bring a child onto this planet. Sure I could regret not having kids, but chances are I would regret giving up everything a good parent sacrifices when children come into the picture. When presented with a fork in the road we can take one road and obsess where the other road went or make a directional decision and keep moving forward, never looking behind. Either we regret the road we didn’t choose or celebrate the path we did; we cannot “have it all” due to a lack of time, resources, and competing priorities. Rather than dwell on what life doesn’t have shouldn’t we each focus on everything it does have? While I will never have children, I have plenty of time to pursue hobbies, advance my career, travel the world, enjoy a full night of sleep, and retire early. Who could regret all that?


    Sunday, June 01, 2008

    Sunday Bumday

    A pot of coffee brews in the kitchen, the sweet smell of onions and peppers waft through the air as breakfast potatoes sizzle to a golden brown. Allison Young of NPR’s “Classical Music” presents a condensed biography on the composer Handel and before long the room is filled with a relaxing concerto. Lazy Sunday mornings are one of my simplest but greatest pleasures in life. As a naturally early riser, Sunday mornings provide a rare time of peace and serenity in our over-populated and stressful world; this time as one of my most treasured assets.

    At 6:30 in the morning the outside the world is calm and still. A few finches and a cardinal the only sign of life, and most of my neighbors are still sound asleep; even the church goers still hours away from their ritual services. Luna and Solei, my energetic Schnoodles, seem to enjoy our quiet morning together as they nap nearby, rising only to look out the window when the sound of a woodland creature or the wind interrupts their slumber. Most mornings the dogs are hyper and anxious, ready to explore the outside world. On Sundays their animal instincts somehow know if they allow me to write and enjoy a cup of coffee in silence their morning walk through the neighborhood will be especially long.

    As a type-A personality normally focused on an ever growing to-do list, the sheer pleasure I get from quiet Sundays might be surprise those who view me as being wound up tighter than a top. In the past I too would view such a weekly ritual as lazy; a waste of precious time. I am not a lazy person, I am a person who just enjoys, craves and requires some quiet moments. Somehow through the years I have come to embrace the importance of quiet me-time; perhaps a sign that with age does come a shred of wisdom. Time really is our most precious commodity and we are each granted the same 1440 minutes every day; how we use those 1440 minutes are what makes us each different.

    Those with young children might find the concept of lazy Sunday mornings foreign. My enjoyment of me time is one of the major reasons I have chosen a childfree life. Just the thought of beautiful silence being disrupted by the need of other human can trigger feelings of anxiety. My whole day ahead of me is full of endless possibilities of my choosing. With the decision to have children comes the ultimate sacrifice of time, and it perplexes me how many choose to devote all their time to others, no longer able to enjoy time for relaxation or reflection on their thoughts and feelings.

    Many people use Sunday morning minutes on less noble things then families. Some utilize the time to prepare for the upcoming work week, checking emails and voicemails, even sending emails to key people as if proving their level of commitment through a non-work day communication. They don’t have to give those minutes to their jobs but they still do; either not understanding or caring how precious that time is for themselves or the people they love. How we spend our time is forever etched in history and we cannot go back and take back all the minutes we gave to someone else.

    “You don’t have kids so what do you do when you are not working?” There is a perception that the time of the childfree can be endlessly devoted to career, like tending to children is the only valid reason not to be working. There are plenty of noble callings and hobbies beyond work and children that people do in their spare time; volunteer work, music, art, and gardening just to name a few. The real challenge is accepting that it is okay if time is just spent being and living without an end goal or purpose and overcome any guilt associated with doing nothing. Somewhere along the line lazy became a new deadly sin and it recently hit me that this shift is reflected in the ultimate gauge of human behavior; commercials. Commercials no longer show people sitting on porches, under a tree, or in their yard doing nothing. Even Country Time Lemonade changed their advertising strategy, the gentle rock of a porch swing replaced by exercise in the lake. If the lazy lemonade of summer cannot relax how can the rest of us?

    Because we live in a society that rewards people for handing their lives over to their careers or children, the love of quiet me-time has some negative consequences. Colleagues slowly move ahead a rung or two on the corporate ladder because they are willing to sacrifice their time and give it to “the man.” They too are awake now in the wee hours of Sunday, sending emails, constructing PowerPoint documents, and preparing for early Monday meetings. They, and unfortunately many executives, see this as the ultimate dedication to the company and their careers, and in years past I would agree with those thoughts. Each Monday morning I read a slew of emails sent the previous day, wondering what was so important that it could not wait 24 hours. Spending Sunday working from home is not dedicated, it is sad and pathetic; sad people feel like they have to spend all their time working and pathetic that they have nothing more important to do then work. Corner office be damned, there are some things in life not worth sacrificing for so called success.

    Ironically, those of us who have lives outside of work and learn to find a balance are more efficient and effective then those whose time scale tips completely towards their careers. Quiet time allows us to relax and recharge, to expand and broaden our minds, to spend time making ourselves happier and healthier which makes us better people inside and outside the office. Personal time actually extends our longevity. All work and no play might be a good short-term solution to move up the corporate ladder, but when a stress induced heart attack cuts a life short that actually nets out to less time given to work. We might all get the same 1440 minutes in every day, but we’re not all given the same lifetime allotment of those minutes. Life is a marathon, not a sprint, and we each need to find something to keep us in the race. The smell the Sunday coffee, classical music, a good book, warm puppies, and hours spent with myself are now necessities making it to and living well past retirement. The only thing better than a lazy Sunday morning is a lazy, sunny, warm Sunday morning and today there is a hammock with my name on it.

    Friday, May 30, 2008

    Me Rite pretty To-day

    One impetus for starting this blog was a desire to sharpen my writing skills and combat the inevitable decline that occurs when making the transition from college to the work environment. College professors at Mary Washington, and I should hope most institutions of higher education, required demanded their students to produce well written papers; eloquent, thought-provoking, interesting, and sometimes controversial. A few of the better professors challenged students to take our own opinions and explore other perspectives in writing, a technique often used when preparing for a debate. Writing on a topic of personal passion is easier than penning a viewpoint that opposes that passion, compelling a person to choose their words and delivery method wisely. These exercises tested not only our journalistic skills but our very belief system, creating avenues for personal philosophical debates and sharpening of our thought processes. Business writing utilizes some of these developed skills, but does not require nearly the same eloquence or allow for ample time to get the point across. While my days of 15 page papers might be long gone, there is still some skill needed to produce PowerPoint bullets that have a point and prove that point; even when you do not agree with the point. After acknowledging that business writing presented a different set of challenges than academic writing, I began my quest to write like a college student and am happy to report that the success of the endeavor.

    According to the “Blog Readability Test,” a service that analyzes blog pages to determine what level of education is needed to read the site, Explosive Bombchelle is written at the college reading level.
    blog readability test

    This means I can still use words like a college student! Most of my work writing is geared at communicating to executives and colleagues who could certainly read at a college level, but do not have the time to devote to that level of reading. Others I work with utilize readability services and consultants that help gear their writing to the general populace and adhere to US government regulations and plain language laws. It is not uncommon for graduates to struggle with maintaining all the knowledge and writing skills developed in school. A good writer, like a good athlete, needs to strengthen their skills through hard work and practice. Even those who write for a living must find it difficult to maintain the same skill level they once possessed in school. Writing for a college professor is much more difficult than writing for any given publication; the New York Times and Washington Post maintain a High School reading level, Sports Illustrated is written at a Junior High Level. The government maintains that Medicare and Medicaid mailings should read at the Fifth Grade level yet the Internal Revenue Service Code is written beyond college reading level, go figure.

    In conclusion, writing this blog has allowed me to:
    • Sharpen my writing skills.
    • Maintain my college level vocabulary.
    • Explore my thoughts and opinions.
    • Understand and analyze the opinions of others.

    Bullets… just in case you required an Executive Summary.

    Many thanks to Stepher for posting the Blog Readability Test.
    Amendment to original post:
    In response to my cousin Drew’s comment regarding the readability of the US Constitution, I had no choice but to see what the Blog Readability Test had to say about our founding fathers’ writing:
    blog readability test

    Very humbling...

    Saturday, March 29, 2008

    I am the It Girl

    I've been tagged by Ron!

    The rules are:
    • The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
    • Each player answers the questions about themselves.
    • At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they've been tagged and asking them to read your blog.
    What I was doing 10 years ago:
    I was living in Alexandria, Virginia and working for CSC Consulting on the DuPont project in Wilmington, Delaware. At the time I was sorta single, dating a bit but crazy for this tall, blonde, good-looking boy in Minnesota I had met the year before (and married 3 years later).

    Five things on my To Do List today:
    1. Finish my laundry.
    2. Walk the dogs.
    3. Workout.
    4. Take down icicle lights (stop laughing, they are winter lights, not holiday decorations).
    5. Attend birthday party.
    Snacks I enjoy:
    • Wise Onion & Garlic Potato Chips
    • Stacy’s Pita Chips with Hummus
    • Carrot Sticks with Spinach Dip
    • Anything with Caramel
    • Popcorn
    • Blue Corn Tortilla Chips (preferably with Flax Seeds)
    Things I would do if I were a billionaire:
    • Give every member of my family and many of my friends One Million dollars to do what they want to better their lives (pay off debt, get an education, travel)
    • Get very involved in local animal charities
    • Buy a big house on the water and fill it with rescue dogs
    • Take a world cruise
    • Give a big chunk of money to my alma mater, make them name a building or fountain or something after me
    • Purchase the best camera equipment around
    • Hire a masseuse
    Three of my bad habits:
    1. Biting my nails
    2. Overeating
    3. Controlling
    Five places I have lived:
    1. Bronx, NY
    2. Carle Place, NY
    3. Fredericksburg, VA
    4. Wilmington, DE
    5. Minnetonka, MN
    Five jobs I've had:
    1. Waitress
    2. Dress Saleswoman
    3. IT Consultant
    4. Residence Assistant
    5. Product Delivery Manager
    Current position:
    Operations Solution Design Manager

    Five people I want to know more about (a nice way of saying TAG!):
    1. The Husband
    2. The College Roommate, Kira
    3. The Old Co-Worker and Friend, Nursedude
    4. The Best Friend, Stacy
    5. The Sister, Kristen

        Tuesday, January 08, 2008

        Feel Great in 2008

        After my abysmal results with my 2007 New Year’s Resolutions it is time to get back on the horse and declare my 2008 goals. As tempting as it is to be a little bit more vague to get better results I am following the advice of my health coach for creating resolutions that stick; set realistic goals, be specific, write it down, tell family and friends, reward and report personal progress, learn from setback rather then giving up.

        Chelle’s 2008 New Year’s Resolutions
        1. Classy Lady: Take one continuing education class on any topic; photography, cooking, ballroom dance, tennis, creative writing, underwater basket weaving, etc.
        2. Let’s Get Physical: I will do something physical (walk, jog, blade, bike, etc.) for 30 minutes a day, every day.
        3. Hydrate: 8 glasses a day, every day.
        4. Cruelty Free Beauty: By the end of the year all the beauty product in the house, from shampoo to face cream, will be from companies who abstain from animal testing.
        5. Photos Finished: All photos will be uploaded to the internet within two weeks of taking them.
        6. Loan Free: Pay off car loan by end of year
        7. Face First: Reaching an age where facials are necessary and no longer a luxury, I will make the time to get facials quarterly.
        8. Reading: Finish 12 books.
        9. Writing: Post on blog an average of 3 days a week.
        10. Don’t let the sun shine in: Apply sunscreen to my face every morning.
        11. Variety is the spice of life: Get out of life ruts by trying a new “thing” every month; restaurant, museum, park, sport, stage production, etc.
        12. Weight of the world off the shoulders: Relax tense back and shoulder muscles with a deep body massage quarterly and hang on the inversion table at least 4 days a week.
        13. Maintain Happy Weight: Get back into the 170s and stay there!
        14. Great Skate: Complete another Inline Marathon.

        Some of these goals are quite indulgent but align with my overall goal for the year; look and feel great in 2008. Sometimes it is necessary to take an easier course load; I suspect these more decadent resolutions will also help with my overall adherence!

        Wednesday, January 02, 2008

        Another list bites the dust

        It is the moment I have not been waiting for, revisiting last year’s resolutions and grading the results. The bad news is I didn’t receive a passing grade. The good news is I don’t get left back and still get to graduate into 2008 and now have a whole year to improve these scores.

        1. I will control my personal spending which means no new camera equipment over $500 and no longer having to steal money from savings to pay off my credit card bill (after March… Weddings are expensive, especially when they are your sister’s)
        • F : While camera equipment purchases were kept at a minimum credit card bills were not kept at a minimum.
        2. I will run 1 mile a day, 5 days a week. I can do more then one mile, but I can do no less.
        • D+ : I accomplished this goal from 1/1/2007 – 4/2/2007, lost weight and felt great. Unfortunately I came down with a nasty cold, got out of the routine and never picked it up again. This same pattern is one I haven’t broken from in the past 5 years where my workout routine is thrown off by a bad cold and never picked up again.
        3. I will take the GMAT this year.
        • F : I purchased the study guide and it’s still in plastic. The root of this issue is the lack of desire to go back to school. I know to avoid the proverbial glass ceiling I need to get my MBA but honestly; I think it is nothing more then a bunch of letters and a waste of time and money.
        4. I will finish the Northshore Inline Marathon under 2 hours.
        • D : Although my finishing time of 2:28:52 was my worst time ever, the race was the most difficult and mathematically I improved tremendously against the field. If conditions were better I truly believe I would have broken the 2 hour mark.
        5. I will drink 8 glasses of water a day.
        • C : I am ashamed not to get an A on this resolution. Such an easy thing to do with such amazing benefits and I was unable to accomplish this goal on a regular basis. I did so poorly one month that I got a kidney infection.
        6. I will get back down to a size 14 and fill my closet up with 14s rather then with 12s and 10s I never stay in.
        • F- : Is an F-minus a real grade? I actually accomplished this goal prior to Thanksgiving and in celebrating the accomplishment gained every pound and then some between Thanksgiving and New Year’s Day.
        7. I will floss at least 4 days a week (everyday has never happened and been on the list for 10 years)
        • B : I gave up on flossing regularly and instead purchased one of those electric toothbrushes with the built in flosser so technically I’m flossing twice a day!
        8. I will upload all my photos to the internet within 2 weeks of taking them and catch up on all the photos on my computer from 2004.
        • B : Even with a new computer loaded with Microsoft Vista, the most useless operating system ever launched, giving me major issues with all of my photo software I was still able to keep up with loading my photos onto Kodak Gallery (nee Ofoto) within 2 weeks. I experienced a few delays in the summer or I would have given myself an A.
        9. I will finish at least 4 large scrapbooks and 4 small scrapbooks.
        • F : No excuses, I did not scrapbook the entire year.
        10. I will apply sunscreen to my face every morning and use all the pretty scrubs and lotions to look and feel better rather then have them go bad in my cabinets.
        • A : Every morning without fail.
        11. I will call a different friend every week and actually talk with them rather then just email.
        • F : I am a terrible, awful, horrible friend. I wish I had the time and energy at the end of the day to call friends. I am always concerned that a call is going to take 3 hours and I just don’t have that time.
        12. I will read 2 books a month.
        • F : The more time I have in an airplane, the more I read. Without regular airplane time I need to find a way to get reading back into the schedule.
        13. I will brush the dogs once a week.
        • D : The dogs hate being brushed and therefore I hate doing it. To make up for their lack of brushing they are getting groomed more frequently.
        14. I will write on my blog at least 3times a week.
        • A : At least I did something right!
        With how miserably I failed at my 2007 resolution list I will be approaching my 2008 list a little differently. Stay tuned…


        Tuesday, December 25, 2007

        Christmas Crescendo

        Christmas would not be the same without all the wonderful music that fills the airwaves throughout the season. Inspired by Nursedude to pen my list of holiday favorites, the list below reflects my top 20 Christmas songs with favorite performances:
        • The Chipmunk Song (Please Christmas don’t be Late)- The Chipmunks
          It is obnoxious and you can belt it out of tune just like the original and sound great; and who doesn’t like a song that contains the words “hula hoop.”
        • What are you doing New Year’s Eve- Harry Connick Jr.
          His smooth, jazzy voice delivers this song perfectly and allows me to imagine Harry is inquiring about my plans for December 31.
        • Jingle Bell Rock- Bobby Helms
          This is on the list not because of the song, but because of the dance. Any female who attended Carle Place High School during the tenure of gym teacher Mrs. Snhnaars knows the Jingle Bell Rock dance and years later it is still ever engrained in their heads. As annoying as the week before Christmas was “learning” the same dance year after year it is very funny to be in a room with a bunch of alumni break out the jazz hands when this song hits the radio.
        • Dominick the Donkey- Lou Monte
          A staple of NY radio and slowly moving from sea to shining sea, this song is a cheesy little story about Dominick the Italian Christmas donkey and makes this Italian sing every time I hear it.
        • Baby it’s Cold Outside- Dean Martin with Martina McBride (posthumously)
          Dean’s original version was with a chorus of women which was kind of weird and very risqué for the day. This remixed version takes the smooth voice of Dean Martin and blends it with a single female voice making it much more appropriate… and well done. Had Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey performed this years ago with Jessica taking the male part, begging Nick to spend the night, they would have had a major hit that could have potentially saved their marriage.
        • Silent Night- Perry Como
          Such a beautiful song that there are so many performances worthy of the top ranking, but this is Perry Como’s best. Second place would be my church solo at 6 years old; I still remember my child’s voice filling the sanctuary in my first, and only, solo.
        • White Christmas- Drifters
          Bing Crosby performs the classic version, but this one is just so much fun.
        • We Need A Little Christmas- Andy Williams
          Another fun song which always makes me thing of the Christmas special ”Yogi’s First Christmas.”
        • Ding Dong Merrily on High- Roger Whittaker
          Just love this song and really cannot think of anyone else who performed it.
        • Silver Bells- Doris Day
          So many forget that Doris Day was the Bing Crosby of female singers with a host of holiday songs in her playlist.
        • All I want for Christmas- Mariah Carey
          With my well documented love for karaoke I will also admit I dance around the house singing this song and dreaming I had the kind of body that could wear the cute little Santa outfit Mariah wore in the video for this song.
        • I'll be Home for Christmas- Frank Sinatra
          Ole Blue Eyes delivers an emotional performance of this song and captures the pain of not being able to be close to family on Christmas.
        • Peace on Earth/Little Drummer Boy- Bing Crosby and David Bowie duet
          An unlikely pairing led to a classic recording of The Little Drummer Boy only a month before Bing Crosby’s death. Reportedly David Bowie did this performance because his mother liked Bing Crosby and now he is probably making more residuals on it then any other of his recordings.
        • Linus and Lucy- Vince Guaraldi Trio
          No holiday song transports me quicker to childhood then hearing this classic from “A Charlie Brown Christmas.”
        • Carol of the Bells- The Mormon Tabernacle Choir
          The crescendo of this song, especially this version, reflects the same dynamics of the holiday season itself; it starts off quiet and builds a tremendous energy until the finale which is quiet, like Christmas morning itself (before everyone wakes up!).
        • The Christmas Song- Nat King Cole
          Nat might have replaced Bing Crosby as the King of Christmas carols had he lived long enough to contribute more performance to holiday standards. His approach to this classic is timeless and touching.
        • Handel’s Hallelujah Chorus- Carle Place Choir Singalong
          There is no recording of this version and I am not sure in the age of political correctness if it is still performed but one of the most special memories of my hometown was the annual “all-sing” at the end of the Carle Place High School Holiday Concert. The whole auditorium stood tall and joined the choir and band in a thunderous rendition from Handle’s Messiah. While the residents of Carle Place might be no Royal Philharmonic they possessed a power from above granted the entire town perfect pitch one time a year.
        • O Holy Night- Josh Groban
          Powerful, dramatic, intense, beautiful, mystically, captivating; these are just a few of the many adjectives that come to mind with this song. Josh Groban performs with an understated brilliance as he lets the beauty of the music as it was written capture listeners rather then trying to embellish the song for the sake of performance. The close brings tears to my eyes and chills down my spine each time it is played.
        • Santa Baby- Eartha Kitt
          Madonna has nothing on the original version of this holiday masterpiece which finally gave the naughty girls something to sing about.
        • Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas- Judy Garland
          It is almost sacrilegious to choose a version other then Perry Como’s, but Judy sang it first in the movie “Meet me in St. Louis” and sang it best. This song captures so many Christmas emotions; happiness, loneliness, nostalgia, grief, elation. I prefer versions performed by female artists for no reason other then believing this song requires a feeling of holiday emotion that only a woman can convey.


        Monday, December 10, 2007

        Christmas Survey

        1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? Wrapping paper; except for wine which goes into cute gift bags.
        2. Real tree or artificial? This year... both!
        3. When do you put up the tree? Early December.
        4. When do you take the tree down? Ideally on or around January 6 (epiphany).
        5. Do you like eggnog? Yes, with a shot (or two) of Captain Morgan, nutmeg and cinnamon.
        6. Favorite gift received as a child? Hard to remember, we got so much. I remember getting a kitchen set which might have started my love for cooking, a cabbage patch doll named Erika Leigh and a 15 speed bike. We always got a Barbie doll as well, which stayed in the boxes (I still have them, in the boxes)
        7. Do you have a nativity scene? We have Lenox figurines of Mary, Joseph and Baby Jesus.
        8. Hardest person to buy for? Wade’s cousin’s husband Joe, he is the man who has it all.
        9. Easiest person to buy for? My Mother, slap a few photos into a calendar and she's very happy.
        10. Worst Christmas gift ever received? A book of poetry and a candle from Wade on our first Christmas together... might not be the worst ever, but I got a little nervous since I thought this was a precursor of years to come (he’s become infinitely better since).
        11. Mail or email Christmas card? Mail, personalized cards complete with photos of the fur-children; this year 240 cards
        12. Favorite Christmas Movie? Miracle on 34th Street
        12a. Favorite Christmas TV Special? Olive the Other Reindeer, and I love those end of the year "best of" specials.
        13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? July
        14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? Does it count if you recycled a wedding gift and gave it as a Christmas gift?
        15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Cheese Fondue (at our annual fondue party, this year hosted by Rachel and Jason)
        16. Clear lights or colored on the tree? C o l o r e d
        17. Favorite Christmas song? That's so tough! Santa Baby, Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas or Dominick the Donkey
        18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? We travel to NY every other year (when we aren't in Australia like last Christmas)
        19. Can you name Santa's reindeer? Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen (Rudolph is only an urban legend)
        20. Do you have an Angel on top or a star? Neither, we put fun picks on top of the tree. This year we have little presents on one tree and candied fruit and twigs on the other. (Photo above is last year's tree)
        21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? Growing up we opened our family gifts on Christmas Eve and Santa gifts on Christmas Day. We don’t do much for Christmas Eve when home in Minnesota.
        22. Most annoying thing about this time of year? Weight Gain

        Friday, November 16, 2007

        Open Sesame



        Which Sesame Street Character Are You?

        You are part Big Bird. You are something of an eccentric, and not everyone always gives you credit for your inventiveness and intelligence. You may not always know everything, but people turn to you for your sound, unique logic. Plus, you have a big heart. Really big.
        You are part Cookie Monster. You are a glutton. You often make attempts at controlling yourself, but why stop yourself from getting what you really want? Cookies. Inside, you are sensitive and vulnerable and it just may be the source of your problems.
        Find Your Character @ BrainFall.com


        Friday, October 19, 2007

        If I were a famous artist, I would be...

        The tie is surprising; how the heck could I not get Ansel Adams hands down. I named my Nikon D-100 Ansel...

        Which Famous Artist Are You?

        You are part Ansel Adams. Your artistic tool of choice is the camera, but you've got lots of other skills as well. Spoiled when you were young, you grew up to be a loving person and you have a deep affinity for nature and all things black and white.
        You are part Andy Warhol. Your artistic talent became clear at an early age. As a result, you are still developing your talent now, chasing the dream. A big fan of commercial art, you see greatness in the ordinary.

        Friday, October 05, 2007

        Birth Order Revealed

        Guilty as charged...
        You Are Likely a First Born
        • At your darkest moments, you feel guilty.
        • At work and school, you do best when you're researching.
        • When you love someone, you tend to agree with them often.
        • In friendship, you are considerate and compromising.
        • Your ideal careers are: business, research, counseling, promotion, and speaking.
        • You will leave your mark on the world with discoveries, new information, and teaching people to dream.


        Thursday, September 27, 2007

        I touch my butt

        For anyone who knows me, this quiz is especially funny; Baby got Back is our family theme song and I Touch Myself is a karaoke crowd favorite!
        Your Karaoke Theme Song is "Baby Got Back"

        You're a total show off who is willing to risk looking like a fool to get a few laughs.
        In fact, you'll go for the cheap laugh if you need to... because it's better than no reaction!

        Your friends can count on you to get a party started, and you'll party hard until you can't remember their names.
        You're charismatic, charming, and a total character. With or without a few drinks in you.

        You might also sing: "I Touch Myself," "Oops I Did it Again," or "My Humps"

        Stay away from people who sing: "Candle in the Wind"
        What's Your Karaoke Theme Song?



        Tuesday, September 18, 2007

        If I were a crayon I would be...

        You Are a Red Crayon

        Your world is colored with bright, vivid, wild colors.
        You have a deep, complex personality - and you are always expressing something about yourself.
        Bold and dominant, you are a natural leader. You have an energy that is intense... and sometimes overwhelming.
        Your reaction to everything tends to be strong. You are the master of love-hate relationships.

        Your color wheel opposite is green. Green people are way too mellow to understand what drives your energy.


        Monday, September 17, 2007

        SK8RGRL

        My fitness routine this summer revolved around my goal to skate the Northshore Inline marathon in under 2 hours, something I was unable to accomplish in my previous 3 races. This goal was set for two major reasons; to lose 10 pounds through focusing on body strength and endurance and to ensure I was not beat by my friend’s 65 year old father. The bad news; none of my goals were accomplished. The good news; I am completely satisfied with the race, the results of my performance and the lessons I learned through the experience.

        Basic Biology: In order to lose weight, it is essential to remember the following; your calories burned must be more then your calories used. While it is important to eat enough calories to lose weight at a healthy rate, carbing up like it is race day everyday is counterproductive in achieving any weight loss goal. Using my training schedule as an excuse to eat anything I wanted, I had actually put on 5 pounds by the end of the summer (and muscle weight was really not an excuse). After realizing I was sabotaging myself, I refocused and lost 10 pounds (for a net loss of 5) before race day.

        The Joy of Joints: Joints take on a whole new meaning when training in your thirties. Joints are not things that people smoke, or places they hang out, but the areas of the body that suddenly hurt with each and every workout. Advil is no longer used to treat a headache after a late night, but as a survival tool necessary to walk up a flight of stairs or sit for an hour without excruciating pain. The biggest discovery of the summer was how my fluctuating weight effected how my body ached. Being overweight in your teens and twenties is unhealthy, but you never really understand what carrying the extra tonnage is doing to your body. By thirty it becomes increasingly apparent what a few extra pounds does; joints literally protest the extra weight they carry around. Knees are the first thing to go on an athlete, and mine have been going for years, but this summer it was my hip joints that were causing training setbacks. Taking just 5 pounds off my joints helped me through the race.

        Be yourself: Not everyone is built to compete in the Iron Man triathlon, run the Boston Marathon, bike in the Tour de France, swim the English Channel, climb the Himalayas or hike the Appalachian Trail, yet we are each guilty of taking on activities that are completely wrong for both our physique and lifestyles. For years I did the fitness equivalent of fitting a square peg in a round hole; running miles and miles and miles, destroying my body both physically and emotionally. Severe pain and the lack of passion for running led to many skipped workouts. Long-term health and wellbeing requires finding a sport or exercise that is both enjoyable and doable. There is no sense in being in tip top shape in your twenties and thirties if you can no longer move in your fifties.

        Goals are meant to be modified: A few days before the race I declared that I was ready both physically and emotionally to break the two hour mark… as long as there was not a severe headwind. Up until the day of the race, I thought nothing could be worse then last year’s rainy inline marathon. Mother Nature has a sense of humor, and racers quickly learned what was worse then rain; an unseasonably cold and blustery day. The official temperature at the start of the marathon was 28 degrees with a 10 MPH headwind. The temperature did rise enough to curtail the number of hypothermia cases, but the whitecaps on Lake Superior provided a visual display of what every skater felt happening; the headwind picked up to over 20 MPH. Around the ten mile mark I was no longer able to “race my race,” forced to reassess my 2 hour goal and establish a new goal; just get to the finish line. Angels on wheels were all around; leading drag lines of 30 or more people, helping everyone fight the brutal wind. It was impossible to catch a break, even downhill; everyone who tried to coast immediately learned that the wind would actually push them backwards. People were cramping from the cold temperatures and a few were throwing up on the side of the road from extreme fatigue. By the time I made it to my cheering section at the 23 mile mark, Lemondrop Hill, I was physically spent and had nothing left in the gas tank, almost unable to make it up the famed slope. Somehow I made it up the hill, the site of the Duluth Aerial Lift Bridge bringing a tear to my eyes. 3.2 miles later I was crossing the finish line, never so happy to hear my name grossly mispronounced by the announcers.

        "There is a beer at the end of this wind tunnel."
        - Explosive Bombchelle at mile marker 16

        Celebrate your strengths: I am not the best skater with the prettiest stride or the best times, but after completing the 2007 NSIM I can feel perfectly comfortable saying I am a skater. My early days of skating were on city streets and hockey rinks and the strengths I developed then came in handy during the race; bobbing my way through crowds who were unable to handle the conditions, mentally fighting the urge to drop out through my competitive spirit, and overcoming extreme pain and fatigue to finish the race like my previous three; strong and fast over the finish line. Until this year’s race, I always discounted skating, being quick to correct people who thought I ran marathons, declaring I was not “that athletic.” Surviving the rain of the 2006 NSIM and the brutal wind and cold of the 2007 NSIM finally made me realize that I might not run marathons, but I should not be ashamed that I skate them. The race was the hardest thing physical thing I have ever done and challenging my body like that is among the most amazing things I have ever accomplished; better then any size 10 I ever starved myself into. Whether you can complete a marathon, walk the Breast Cancer 3 Day, Bike a 100-miler, climb a Colorado 14er, or complete a workout tape, it is so important to set a physical goal and work hard to achieve it.

        I survived the 2007 Northshore Inline Marathon and am already looking forward to racing next year. Although my time this year was slower, the stats below show improvement; I should actually move up a heat with my posted time! I still want to complete the race in under 2 hours and hopefully Mother Nature is kinder next year; but just in case, I will pack my snowsuit.

        By the Numbers:
        2007 Results:
        Number of Finishers: 2559
        Average Time: 2:22:54 (slowest average of the 12 year history of the race)
        Place Overall: 1587
        Division Place (F 30-34): 51/115
        Gender Place: 435/1063
        Total Time: 2:28:52
        Pace: 5:41

        2006 results:
        Number of Total Finishers: 2275
        Average Time: 2:02:38
        Place Overall: 1697
        Division Place: 69/115
        Gender Place: 530/940
        Total Time: 2:16:24
        Pace: 5:13

        Wednesday, August 29, 2007

        100 To Dos Before I am Done

        It is customary for bloggers to write 100 things about themselves to celebrate their 100th post. Since I write about myself rather frequently and would prefer not to bore you to tears, it is much more entertaining to share my personal checklist. You often hear people make mention of places and experiences “on my list,” but how many of us actually take time to make that list? Everyone should have a checklist of things they want to achieve in their lifetime; to strive for, to work for, and to live for. Sparked by the recent surge of books in the genre of “Things to do before you die,” it was time to officially pen my own list. Hope you enjoy my personal checklist of 100 things to do before I die and are inspired to start one of your own (and of course maintain the list of memories of things you have already accomplished: your to-done list).

          Attend:
        1. a creative writing retreat
        2. a concert of Vivaldi Concertos performed by a famous orchestra
        3. a game at every Major League Ballpark
        4. a Grand Slam tennis match
        5. a hot air balloon festival
        6. a U2 Concert (July 23, 2011 at TCF Stadium in Minneapolis)
        7. an Alanis Morissette concert
        8. a wedding in Las Vegas
        9. the Gilroy Garlic Festival
        10. the Highland Games
        11. the Kentucky Derby
        12. the Oregon's Brewers Festival


        13. Celebrate:
        14. Halloween in Salem, Massachusetts
        15. Oktoberfest in Germany (Regensburg Dultfest, September 2013, better than Oktoberfest!)
        16. my 25th wedding anniversary renewing our vows on a tropical island
        17. Thanksgiving by marching in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade
        18. the Summer Solstice in Reykjavik, Iceland


        19. Cook:
        20. a Sunday dinner with my whole family at a villa in Tuscany
        21. at an overseas cooking class


        22. Dance:
        23. lessons with my husband
        24. the Polka in Eastern Europe


        25. Dine:
        26. at a Mario Batali or Bobby Flay restaurant (Vegas, August 2012)
        27. at Charlie Trotter's
        28. at French Laundry
        29. at Sardi's
        30. at the Chef's table anywhere
        31. in a Café with my last name in Italy (Rome, April 2012)
        32. on Buffalo Wings at the Anchor Bar (September 2008)
        33. on Lobsters in Maine


        34. Drink:
        35. at a vineyard with my last name in Italy, Australia or California
        36. at the Cape Winelands in South Africa
        37. at the Chateau Ste. Michelle Vineyard
        38. Champagne on a vineyard in Champagne, France
        39. frothy goodness on a German Beer Trail (September 2013)
        40. through Kentucky's Bourbon Trail
        41. through Scotland's Scotch Whiskey Trail
        42. wine and plenty of it on a vineyard tour with Kristen, Renee', Stacy and Diane


        43. Experience:
        44. a full day at a luxury spa
        45. an African Safari
        46. scuba diving
        47. sex on the beach
        48. raising $100K for animal charities


        49. Host:
        50. a Foreign Exchange Student
        51. my family for a holiday in my home


        52. Purchase:
        53. an original Tom Everhart painting
        54. a convertible for my WARM CLIMATE retirement


        55. Read:
        56. A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway
        57. every Bill Bryson book
        58. The Bible (or the Bible for Dummies (Removed)
        59. Thomas Jefferson by R. B. Bernstein
        60. War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy


        61. Receive:
        62. my Master's Degree (Removed)


        63. Rescue:
        64. a poodle mix


        65. Ride:
        66. the Cyclone in Coney Island (July, 2014)
        67. the roller coasters at Cedar Point


        68. See:
        69. Michangelo's David (April, 2012)
        70. Sistine Chapel
        71. Monet's Gardens at Giverny


        72. Skate:
        73. Miami's Great EsSkate
        74. Rockefeller Center
        75. the London Inline Marathon
        76. the Napa Valley Inline Marathon
        77. the New York City Inline Marathon


        78. Stay:
        79. at a Disney Deluxe Resort
        80. at a Ritz
        81. at the Fairmont Banff Springs
        82. at the Fairmont Le Château Frontenac in Quebec City
        83. at the Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island
        84. at the Hayman Island Resort in Australia
        85. at the Hotel Del Coronado (completed March 2008)
        86. at the Inn at Little Washington
        87. in a castle (Oberwesel, Germany; September 2013)
        88. in a lighthouse
        89. in an over the water bungalow in the South Pacific
        90. on a boathouse


        91. Swim:
        92. the Mediterranean Sea in the Greek Isles
        93. with a dolphin
        94. with the animals of the Galapagos Islands
        95. in an ocean with my dogs


        96. Travel:
        97. across the Atlantic on a cruise
        98. in a hot air balloon
        99. on a water plane


        100. Visit:
        101. all 50 US States by the time I'm 50 (which will probably be 51 states by 51 by the time I get there)
        102. all 7 continents (including Antarctica before the environmentalists realize we shouldn't be there)
        103. a village of my descendants with my Mother (September, 2013)
        104. Capri, the Amalfi Coast, and Montalcino Italy (April, 2012)
        105. Cooperstown
        106. Croatia (soon, before it gets McDonalds and Starbucks)
        107. Disney World with my nieces and nephews
        108. Mount Rushmore
        109. Nantucket Island
        110. Stonehenge
        111. the Czech Republic
        112. the Easter Island Statues
        113. the Great Wall of China
        114. Pyramids of Giza
        115. the Seychelles (Chelle sees seashells at the Seychelles on the seashore)


        116. Win:
        117. a photo contest


        118. Witness:
        119. sunrise from Cadillac Mountain


        120. Write and publish:
        121. a book
        122. a travel article

        123. I would love to hear about what is on your list. Leave me comments to inspire my extended list...

          Bonus To Dos:
        124. Travel around the world on a cruise
        125. See a Bills game in Buffalo
        126. Do 10 pull-ups without help
        127. Learn Italian
        128. Get my boating license
        129. Kite Surf


        Tuesday, August 14, 2007

        Birthday XXXII

        Sally: I'm difficult.
        Harry: You're challenging.
        Sally: I'm too structured, I'm completely closed off.
        Harry: But in a good way.
        Sally: No, no, no I drove him away, and I'm going to be forty.
        Harry: When?
        Sally: Someday.
        Harry: In eight years.
        Sally: But it's there. It's just sitting there like this big dead end.

        The first time I watched “When Harry Met Sally,” the classic romantic comedy with Billy Crystal and Meg Ryan, I was 14 years old. I recall watching the film and thinking something along the lines of “Sally is old.” Today marks the day that the thought many years ago of Sally’s advancing age comes back to haunt me. Solving the simple mathematical word problem presented in the script above, Sally had her age breakdown at 32; the same age I turned today.

        Meg Ryan’s onscreen breakdown is not the only reason this birthday is a little less sweet then the prior 31. A few weeks ago while on the phone making a chiropractor appointment I overheard one of my coworkers planning his friend’s 21st birthday party. Here I was suffering through unbearable neck pain, the aging process deteriorating my vertebrae, and he was determining which bar to begin the all night binge fest at. When was the last time I partied all night? After years of actually being one of the young ones in classes and at work, a freshmen taking classes with seniors and an associate working side-by-side with partners, I was now a veteran player wondering how I was going to keep up with the rookies on the team.

        Being surrounded by people nearly 10 years younger then you has serious side effects. Their very youngness amplifies your own aging process. Being older and wiser is fine, but looking older and wiser sucks. I still look young for 32, but I definitely look older then the new hires and interns with their perfectly smooth, wrinkleless skin and lightning fast metabolisms. The only time I get carded these days is if the dirty old man behind the counter wants to know my name.

        My wallowing in self pity will eventually pass and I will begin to appreciate all the wonderful things that are symbolic of being in your thirties. After spending most of your twenties trying to figure out the meaning of your life, you begin actually living that life in your thirties. You appreciate who is important to you, realize what direction your life is going and understand that you will forever be a work in progress. Most have stabilized their careers, their relationships and their living arrangements by their thirties. I welcome being taken more seriously at work and in conversations and enjoy being able to afford extra luxuries in life like surf and turf and exotic vacations that seemed impossible straight out of college.

        There is nothing wrong with turning 32 and in the eternal words of the great Frank Sinatra “the best is yet to come,” but I still just can’t help but think that I’m going to be forty… someday…

        Wednesday, July 25, 2007

        My Number 1 Hit Me Hard

        My sister recently sent me a website developed solely for the cruel purpose of demonstrating just how old those accessing it are. Do you want to feel old too?

        One key to understanding how much the world has changed since your birth and how many years have passed by is learning what song was Billboard’s Number 1 hit on the day you were born.
        I made my grand entrance into the world with The Bee Gees “Jive Talkin” playing in the background. How about you?


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