Re-entering the web design world...

At long last, I've put the finishing touches on the website I've been working at for a while. I'm pretty happy with the results, though it needs some more tweaking. I've yet to lock it down--I'm currently fighting with the hosting company over this, as properly securing it results in me not being able to modify it. At least, not until they make some changes at their end. Annoying.
www.stcphotoclub.com
The image gallery needs to be tweaked. I'm using Joomla (a CMS program), but I've yet to find an easy-to-use gallery for it. There's quite a few available, but most are far too complex. The colour scheme...not a huge fan, but the idea is to make the photographs 'pop'...it is a photography site, after all.
Anyhow, let me know what you think!

This is what happens...

...when you walk into concrete hydro poles.

They finally gave out this morning. Those glasses lasted longer than anything else I've ever owned. Well, almost. I've had my gold chain for longer. And I've had a pair of Airwalks for forever, but I think I tossed those out when I moved; at least, I can't find them anymore.
I'm now relegated to wearing contacts that a)were prescribed 10 years ago, b) have been sitting in solution for six months, and c) actually expired a year ago.
On the plus side--I'm getting new glasses. Appointment's not 'til Monday, but I've already picked out the frames. They're sessy. Just like me ;)

Seriously...

Who puts a concrete hydro pole in the middle of a sidewalk?
Seriously.

My family rocks.

So, I was reading a bunch of Christmas horror stories over on JU, and I gotta say...my family rocks. Drunken in-laws, decades-old animosity, grandparents playing favorites--my family has none of that. We all--including in-laws--get along great. This year, we had the privelege of having Stacy's parents up from Tennessee. They even got me a present! It wasn't anything extravegant--just a basic socket set. But the fact that they thought to get me anything blew my mind. I mean, I don't know them at all, technically there's no relation between us, and this is only the second time we've met (the first being four years ago when Al and Stacy got married). I'm ashamed to say, I didn't return the favor--I'd forgotten they were coming until they were there. Oops. They didn't seem to mind.
Sure, having them come down messed up our traditions a little--we opened presents Christmas Day instead of Christmas Eve. But no-one cared, mostly because Christmas has pretty much stopped being about ourselves, and mostly about my nieces and nephews. Who also rock, by the way ;) Not saying that we adults didn't give and get presents to and from each other--of course we did. And of course we enjoy that. But seeing an adult open a box with a sweater isn't near as fun as watching a three-year-old (almost) open up a Princess outfit (and promptly stop caring about anything else--my brother chose well).

In other news, I'm an uncle...again! Or, still, I guess...Stacy and Al added another to their clan on Monday. Almost the first baby born in Toronto (she missed by 20 minutes). Jacob Allen, born 8lbs 4oz (I think). Stacy's doing fine, in fact, she was home the next day, playing with Sadie and John Michael while the rest of the family held onto her newborn.
Oh, hey...I finally bought a dinette set for my dining room (such as it is). We broke it in a few weeks ago. I've since realized that my dinnerware is...well, ugly. Strong, though--my parents got it as a wedding gift some 30+ years ago, and we still have pretty much everything for it. But it's next on the upgrade list.
Anyhow, time to go.