For some odd reason, I have always considered myself a "picture" person. Although I have always gone out of my way to avoid being IN them. It is my belief that I have the perfect face for being BEHIND the camera....not in front of But when it comes to TAKING pictures......then taking the time to frame and hang em....I am definitely your guy. Just always enjoyed doing that kind of stuff (you have SO got to experience my man cave one day). And now that I have a big house to call my own, there is plenty of empty wall space to work with. Every now and then when the mood grabs me I will dig out a couple of old pics that I really like. Then I will grab up a few frames at Michael's (there is one right by my house and they are ALWAYS on sale there), pick out a space in the house that works for me, and up they go. My most recent area of interest was the wall along the stairway leading up to the second floor of the house. I put up 8 or 9 pictures in a diagonal line that goes down from the top of the stairs to the bottom. Or from the bottom to the top, depending on where you are But either way you "get the picture." I did it all by sight levels, rulers or tape measures for me....and I have to say it looks pretty cool. What is equally cool is the pictures themselves. A really good, memory-jarring group of "old-school" shots ranging from my 21st birthday to one of our first road trips to Cincinnati to Meghan in preschool and again in Kindergarten. When all was said and done along the wall, Meghan decided to walk the stairs from top to bottom, stopping to check out daddy's handywork along the way.

She paused and really seemed to be taking in each one, trying to figure out the story that it least that is how she looked to me at the time. Well she seemed to really be taking her time with one particular shot....a group picture from about 15 or so years back that happens to be one of my favorites. I asked her what she was looking at and she said, "dad, I know this is uncle Ned, and that is Sid, and Dave and Matt....but who is THIS?" So I looked, then I smiled at her and I said, "honey, that's ME." She looked at the picture again...then back at me....then at the picture again. After a second or two she turned to me again and said "wow, you were BIG back then. You look alot better now." Ahhhhhhh, kids. They say the darndest things. They also can warm your heart sometimes without even trying....or without even realizing it. Now I know it's not THAT much of a compliment, but what can I tell ya? When my daughter says stuff like that to me I can ride it out for the whole day. It's definitely the little things like that that get me by sometimes. I am also happy to say that it doesn't bother me to see myself like that anymore. There was a time when I would NEVER look at a picture of "the old me," even for a second...let alone display it for others to see. Nowadays though, those same old pictures remind me not just of who I was at one time, but who I have become and of the sacrifices, struggles and work that I had to put in to get here. So I will keep looking around and keep hanging them in the future. I do think I should also add a few more recent shots as well though. No sense in displaying the "before" if you don't get to enjoy the "after" once in awhile too. :)    

Tha't's it for now. Just got in from job #2.....yaaaawn! Getting ready to head downstairs for a quick workout, followed by a nice long sleep. Have a good night all...and a good weekend too. Don't forget to set your clocks back...but always keep yourself moving forward!

Until tomorrow...