Friday, March 26, 2010


I'm visiting my family with Alli this weekend, and man do I need this. I need a break from all of the usual, although I brought a ton of work with me.

Starting with the newspaper column I SHOULD be writing instead of the wayyy overdue monthly letter I WANT to be writing.

Or better? Sleeping.

Speaking of which, I forgot a T-shirt to sleep in, so I went through my old drawers and dug up something that hasn't seen the light of day in more than a decade. It has a bit of a musty smell to it, but the memory attached to it slammed me in the face when I opened it up and I nearly fell over laughing.

It's a shirt my team made for Senior Week in high school. I know the slogan is a movie reference, and don't ask me which movie or what it was about (I'm sure we would probably all come up with the same guess), but I can see my friends fighting over our shirt slogan and settling on this:


I'm willing to bet any team would've gotten disqualified if they tried to pull that now. Ahh, we had it so good. That was before high school shootings and all of the inevitable crap that followed.

So, yes, I'm wearing a bright purple shirt with the neck hem cut out with those ugly ass felt letters in all caps. And the back reads: Kels-Buff.

It's good to be home.

Monday, March 15, 2010

New photo blog

Sorry for the short personal posts here, but I've been sweating over a blog redesign for my photography business. Not to mention editing photos from two shoots last weekend, hammering out all of the details for a launch contest and preparing for a festival I'm going to be a vendor at on Saturday. Then another shoot on Sunday.


The template I purchased allows me to use it in two places, so when I have a minute to catch my breath, I'm thinking about doing a redesign here, too. It'll take a little work because it's Wordpress supported, but I think I can do it.

It's definitely time for a little sprucing up. I mentioned earlier that I like change, right?

If you'd like to check out the site, here's the link. Feel free to leave a comment. It should be pretty user-friendly because you won't have to keep retyping your info. It'll remember it for you.

Let me know what you think!

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Just in time for St. Patrick's Day Jerryism

After handing him a bunch of coupons for a trip to Target, among them a buck off Irish Spring, which I asked if he wanted to try:

"When I think of Ireland, I think of potatoes, cabbage and drunks ... none of which I want to smell like."

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Feels a lot like discovering I have a superpower

I wish I had figured out how to upload MP3 files to YouTube AGES ago. I'm really not that technologically challenged, but most of the Google searches related to those two topics result in instructions in the opposite direction -- converting a video into a music file.

Anywho, now that I've found, you'll be getting an occasional sound clip from Jerry. But, you know, deal with it. HE'S FUNNY.

Yesterday he called from work to tell us to eat lunch without him because he was working on wrapping up a special project for his morning show. He sent me the clip and I laughed so hard, I couldn't wait to share it.

For those who don't follow off-season football chaos, Pittsburgh Steelers quarterback Ben Roethlisberger has been charged with sexual assaulting a woman in a bathroom during a recent trip to Georgia.

Here's Jerry's take on the situation.


UPDATE: Somehow this got to Pittsburgh, and the producer of the morning show at KDKA loved it so much that the show aired it and interviewed Jerry afterward! Pass the link along!

UPDATE #2: Apparently the phones blew up so much after KDKA played it that the producer decided to run it on all four CBS-owned stations in Pittsburgh tomorrow. Go Jer!

UPDATE #3: It's gone national! Radio stations across the country are playing it, and it's among YouTube's list of most popular videos.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Thanks kid

"Alli, are you my favorite girl in the whole world?"


"I thought so. ... Who's your favorite girl in the whole world?"

"Uhhh, DADDY!"

Friday, March 5, 2010

Either the best or worst decision I'll make this decade

As someone who loves change, one of the things I've found hardest to adapt to in adulthood is actually the stability.

Yes, there were lots of times in my life when I had crashed with friends in a dumpy apartment that was barely fit for human habitation where I fell asleep at night dreaming about a home that I could make my own.

There were also times while I was bartending, listening to overly inebriated men berate me for refusing to serve them another shot of whisky that I would duck down, take a few breaths and remind myself that there would come a day when I would have a desk in an office where my job performance was judged in a completely different way.

And, of course, every bad date and heartbreak was always accompanied with dreams of finding someone I could share my life with.

Although my life has been far from dull the past few years -- I've gone through a major milestone with every new calendar since 2003 -- most of the constants in the last five have been very steady, and sometimes I dream of a little change.

Which I'm about to get. Big time.

I didn't plan this next move. In fact, it terrifies me. But I think it's going to be instrumental in how I want to shape my life while raising Allison.

I'm going part-time at the paper.

It shocks me just to write it. I asked my bosses about the possibility earlier this week, and I'm still having a hard time wrapping my head around it. Fortunately, I have a few months to get used to the idea because it likely won't be until May or June 1.

To be honest, I suppose I hoped the business would one day enable me this flexibility, but I had no presumptions of it happening this fast. Ideally I would like to be able to balance both a little longer, but because I work nights and weekends, it quickly became an "either or" situation.

When I was faced with the likelihood of working every single weekend from May through November, it made the decision a little more obvious. Clearly I needed something to change, but that doesn't make it any less intimidating.

Metaphorically speaking, it feels like I just jumped off a building, and I'm hoping I built my parachute strong enough to support me. (And my family, a mortgage, two car payments, utility bills, food, clothing and the niceties in life that keep you sane.)

The fear, of course, is failure. Failure to live up to my own expectations.

But I can't afford to fail. It's not an option. There's too much on the line -- and not just the security and dental and eye benefits I'll be leaving behind.

Here goes everything.