Senior Pics- Carson

This past weekend I journeyed over to Webb City, Missouri, to visit my sister. While I was there I had the opportunity to take a few (ok, truthfully it was 592 pictures, thank goodness it wasn't film!) senior pictures for Carson Powell.  I had never met Carson before but he was a natural and made the process so easy. Of course his mom and my sister both had some ideas on what we should do and go and that made it less stressful on me. All I had to do is find a good angle and let the camera do all the work.

We may or may not have trespassed in a place or two, but only for a short while. After a couple of hours of a practically pain-free photo shoot, we went to Mucho Mexico for a yummy little lunch.

It was a nice weekend, look forward to seeing my sister in a few weeks as I am to be her date for a wedding. She just wants me for arm candy, I'm sure. ;)

Here are a few of my favorites of Carson. (mostly untouched and straight out of the camera, except the one that I experimented giving it a bit of a warm wash.)

Hoop It Up! It's March!

Well, it's that time of year, one of my fav's, is it because I just love basketball so much I can't seem to get enough and want to OD on it like a back alley crack addict? No, it's because I get to pick my brackets. So here we go with the first round. My methodology is quite simple, it's whichever team makes sense using Lori logic (which oddly enough many people think it's not logical at all).

OK, buckle up, here we go—

South

Kentucky/Western Kentucky (I pick WK to beat Miss Valley)- I go with Western Kentucky because Lexington is known for it's whiskey distilleries and during  the aging process the alcohol that leaches into the barrel is called the "angels share" so truthfully can you depend on a band of drunken angels in a big game? I think not.

Iowa St/UConn - Iowa State, because UConn reminds me of dcon, the rodent control product, and anything to do with rodents is icky.

Wichita State/VCU- Wichita State because it's fun to say.......WUUUUU Shock

Indiana/New Mexico State - because it makes me think of Indiana Jones, seriously Harrison Ford as a hot Archeologist and adventurer, ummm yah.

UNLV/Colorado - last time I was in Las Vegas I saw a pregnant....er......um.......escort. Last time I was in Colorado I saw a Moose with a baby grazing near a stream, Colorado wins.

Baylor/S. Dakota State - Baylor because the word Baylor reminds me of Bayer the company that makes those little tiny baby aspirins that tasted like orange, I loved when I got to take those as a kid. SO because of nostalgia, Baylor wins.

Notre Dame/Xavier - Xavier because that name reminds me of Excalibur, and of course if you have the power of the sword, - you win.

Duke/Lehigh - The name Lehigh reminds me of "knee high to a grasshopper" my Uncle Charlie used to say that and he smelled of moth balls and nyquil so Duke wins.

West

Michigan State/Long Island - the win goes to Michigan State because Long Island makes me think of Snookie, just sayin'

Memphis/St. Louis - I've always liked the song "Walking in Memphis" so they win

New Mexico/Long Beach State - Anything with the name beach in it makes me smile.

Louisville/Davidson - can't beat the sound of the crack of the bat (Louisville Slugger) but the sound of a loud Harley Davidson makes my ears hurt. I'm going with Louisville.

Murray State/Colorado State - I have a friend with a dog named Murray and he's pretty cute.

Marquette/BYU - Marquette reminds me of marionette which is a puppet, which kinda creep me out, so I pick BYU

Florida/Virginia - Yes, Virginia there is a Santa Claus, your present will be beating Florida

Missouri/Norfolk State - Norfolk......makes me think of old folks and I think Missouri could at least beat a team of octogenarians

East

Syracuse/UNC Asheville - Syracuse reminds me of taking a cruise, and who couldn't use a vacation?

Kansas State/Southern Miss - Although I'd like to just pick Southern Miss because of Sandra Bullocks accent in Blindside I will pick Kansas State

Vanderbilt/Harvard - I pick Harvard because the thought of the ivy leaguers playing basketball in argyle sweaters makes me chuckle.

Wisconsin/Montana - because I would rather eat cheese than mountain goat

Cincinnati/Texas - because I never really like the sitcom WKRP

Florida/St. Bonaventure - makes me think of adventure and I'm always up for a good adventure

Gonzaga/West Virginia - sing along. - Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong, West Virginia mountain mama, take me home. Oh yah, John Denver.

Ohio State/Loyola - Loyala reminds me of crayola and what person cannot open a box of crayons and be transported back to the first day of school and opening that box for the first time of the year? Good times.

Midwest

N. Carolina/Vermont - N. Carolina because they are known for their carpet mills and I would like to have new carpet, so it makes me smile.

Creighton/Alabama - Alabama because my Grandpa loved those little Bama pie things


Temple/S. Florida - Shirley Temple singing the "Good Ship Lollipop" which reminds me of the lollipop guild in the Wizard of Oz and who doesn't like to try and sing like them?

Michigan/Ohio - Ohio reminds me of Oreos, my older son's favorite cookie - I should call him.

San Diego State/NC State - Have you been to the San Diego zoo?

Georgetown/Belmont - George, George George of the jungle......

St. Mary's/Purdue - makes me think of, You sure got a purdy mouth

Kansas/Detroit - Detroit makes me think of  the phrase 'Heavens to Murgatroyd' from Yogi Bear, and I've always held him in low esteem because of his thieving behavior

Dishwasher surprises and one of them is SALMON! What?! Who Knew?!

I subscribe to e version of Real Simple. I just love the variety of tips, tricks and general info I get, when I choose to get it. We chuckle in my office at the seemingly absurdity of some of the articles (7 festive trivets, 12 holiday gravy boats, or 8 charming egg cups)  but it does make us laugh and that in itself is worth something. But today I read an article (Surprising Uses for Your Dishwasher By Sarah Stebbins) that I felt was worthy enough to share with the masses, ok, with the 13 people that actually read my blog. Be sure to check out the link for the full article and list.
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Here are just a few of the items that CAN go in the dishwasher:
• Plastic toys - smaller ones in a mesh bag on the top rack, however as mentioned in the article, unless you want Barbie to experience the ultimate bad hair day, she will have to just endure the occasional sponge bath.

• Ceramic cabinet knobs- perfect for removing the grunge and pb&J  build up. Best when placed in the silverware basket

• Hair brushes and combs (the drain will appreciate all hair to be removed first) however, wooden handles and boars bristle brushes should not take the spin bath.

• Some athletic protective equipment - such as mouth guards, shin guards baseball helmet and knee pads.

• Light fixture covers -as long as they aren't enameled, antique or  painted.

• Potatoes (loved this one!) - top rack, no detergent of course, rinse only cycle

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And turn about is fair play, here are a few things that perhaps you thought could go in the dishwasher but probably shouldn't.

•Cast-iron, enameled-cast-iron, and copper pots and pans - Why? Cast iron rusts; enameled cast iron chips; copper dents.

•Sterling silver - if you do place it in, make sure you do not mix in stainless flatware, the chemical reaction will cause the silver to discolor.

• Crystal glasses- Food particles can etch them; heat can cause cracks. After hand washing (it’s usually safer than using the china/crystal setting), dry with a cloth that hasn’t been laundered with fabric softener, which can leave a film.

•  Insulated mugs and containers -they vacuum seals, which can be destroyed if water seeps in.

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And just a couple of questionable but acceptable dishwasher occupants


• Computer keyboards- although some techies swear by it, it is not recommended. BUT if you must,  place the keyboard facedown on the top rack, don’t use detergent, and skip the drying cycle. Afterward, unscrew the back, if possible, or pop off the keys (take a picture beforehand so you remember where they go). Air-dry two to five days. Pray the Computer Fairy is looking down on you, then reassemble.

• Broom Ends (and Dust Pans, Scrub Brushes, and Vacuum Attachments)- Shake loose dust into the trash first, Stick brushes and attachments in the silverware basket and broom ends and dust pans on top. 

•  Salmon- yes, the fish........ - why? because you can, and seriously.....who do you know that has tried it? The  food editors at Real Simple tested this “recipe,” and though the fish did cook, the dishwasher reeked afterward (shocker).  

Bob Blumer's Dishwasher Salmon Recipe

 So the dishwasher is not just for washing dishes, it can also double as a high priced steamer.

Check out Real Simple, I think you'll love it too.

Reflection and Realization

I thought I was coming on this trip as just a little vacation, a time to visit with family. But funny how things sometimes turn into something we never even saw coming. I knew I was very dependent on my access to networks, whether it be connected by phone or internet. BUT when both of those connections are tested and tried it forces one to disconnect.  OK, I’ll admit it wasn’t like being in the wilderness of the Congo but it was definite downtime for me. I love my Sprint phone but travelling through Oklahoma my phone worked about 30% of  the time (yes, I’m too cheap to put it on roaming) and I had no wireless access for my computer. My time here in Florida has not proved much different, service is spotty and I will not have computer access until I get to the airport in Tampa. (I’m writing my blog posts and will upload when connection is available).

The positive thing is I have had plenty of time for self-relfection and thinking.....lordy be, LOTS of thinking! Without getting too personal I’ll share a bit of what I have discovered.  I have found myself at a time in my life where changes are being made, some by my choice, some thrust upon me, but my reaction to those changes is completely up to me. Starting with the visit to the butterfly farm, seeing the butterfly and relating it to my life. The butterfly has no choice, it is going through it’s life cycle doing what it does, just sustaining itself, then it is thrown into the rigors of change, it has no choice, it is enveloped by the chrysalis, a dark, almost suffocating place where it must just wait. Then suddenly, the confining sac pushes away and it will emerge, it is transformed from the frumpy caterpillar to the beautiful butterfly, actually more fragile but more flexible. Ability to fly and seek out what it desires. It’s life cycle half over and yet now free to fly and explore it’s new character.

It’s funny how the most simple encounters can effect us, for instance, I have long said, I cannot make a decision. I don’t know why, I used to think it was because things just didn’t matter to me, so therefore if a choice was importatnt to someone else, then they should make it. BUT although I still do subscribe to that vein of thought, I also think that maybe I was always a little worried about someone else not being happy. I’ve come to the realization that I deserve to make decisions that will make ME happy, yes, I deserve that too. WOW, did I just say that? I am valuable enough to do what I want. ............I think I hear trumpets. :) I know that this is something that is built into the fabric of my being and will not change overnight.....and truthfully, I don’t necessarily want that to change, I kinda like the flexible side of me, but now that I’m seeing it in a different way, I want to channel it in an alternate direction. Instead of asking a waiter what they recommend just because I can’t decide, I want to LISTEN to what they are saying and even if it isn’t what I would choose, or even necessarily LIKE, I want to try it, experience it, not be afraid of new experiences. The experience at the cajun restaurant brought this concept to light, I could have been safe and ordered a steak but decided to step out a little and was pleasantly surprised.

Another character trait that I have been evaluating is that I seem to place my value and worth directly on the words of others. I found that I am overly concerned, maybe even consumed by what I think, feel or hear others saying in regard to me. I have decided that I am going to just be confident in myself, and as long as I’m not a B* word, then that is enough. I am very worthy just as I am. I am funny, strong, witty, intelligent and dog gone adorable ok, maybe adorable is pushing it. I cannot and should not depend on anyone else to give me my confidence, it is spring fed from my brain and pools in my soul.

Not a complete transformation but I feel like I’m making some changes and change is good, right?

Springtime in Florida

I’ve been looking forward to my trip to Florida for a while now. Going to visit my mother and step-dad in Hernando then on to Orlando to watch my niece play softball in a huge tournament. Molly is in her senior and final year playing for Purdue and I really wanted to see her play.

My trip started with a car ride to Bartlesville, Oklahoma to visit my aunt then on to Tulsa to catch a flight to Tampa. I was greeted in Tampa and picked up curbside and then went on the hour or so ride to Hernando, Florida. The next day was an indulgence to my nature loving side. First up a trip to the Homasassa Butterfly farm.

Monarch Caterpillar and Chrysalis

A very unassuming place, very inexpensive but our guide, Bobby Vigliotti, was a great host and the whole experience - starting with the short film to the guided tour of the educational facility was extremely informative. After the tour we went to the butterfly house and got up close and personal with several types of butterflies as well, as a few creepy crawly lizards and even some button quail wandering around.

Button Quail

Button Quail eggs

 I took way more photos then really necessary but they were just soooo pretty. If you are in the area, I suggest you pop in and visit.

Next stop was the Homosassa Wildlife park. A little mini-zoo of native are wildlife. WELL, except for the hippo, not really sure how he came to being a resident but he looked happy in his own little lagoon.  The park was nicely layed out and clean and inviting. I enjoyed seeing the manatees and remembered fondly my swimming with them when I visited a few years ago.

Manatees

Flamingos.....no, not flamencos....there are no castanets

Pelican

After the afternoon of wildlife, we went to the local restaurant, Neon Leon’s, a little cajun joint with live music and exceptional food. The understated little building was named for Leon Wilkeson, the bassist for Lynrd Skynrd. The music ranged but was mostly cajun with a blues undertone. The food - mostly cajun-esque. I am not a big seafood fan but when in Rome....... so I had the Jambalaya. Now I think I make a pretty decent Jambalaya, but I make it according to what I want so I was a little nervous, but it was absolutely delicious! Even the huge shrimp in it, they weren’t too fishy tasting at all. I sampled the Gumbo as well, and although not my favorite was very pretty tasty.

 

Our next couple of days were filled with softball.  My main reason for coming to Florida was to be able to watch Molly play. The tournament had teams from all over the country, most of the larger schools were there and we watched some awesome games.

Molly and her endowment scholarship benefactor

Kelly and Mickey at the home of the (winter) Braves.....

Molly with Grandma Joanna and Grandpa John

Lori and Molly

Coconut Chicken Strips.....YUMMMMMMM

Invited my friend Julie over for dinner to help me sample a new recipe- Coconut chicken. I love coconut shrimp and this just sounded divine. I found the recipe on Pinterest at Budget Bytes.....oh if I haven't mentioned it before.......I LOVE LOVE Pinterest....supposedly there is a man-version of it callled gentlemint, but I haven't checked it out yet, will have to do that- SOON!

The recipe was fab, I totally recommend it, fairly simply and quite tasty, we paired it with a salad and it was a great meal. I have always loved coconut shrimp, can't believe I didn't think of the chicken on my own.

Try it this weekend.

Find the recipe here: http://budgetbytes.blogspot.com/2010/01/coconut-chicken-w-sweet-chili-sauce-691.html

I did make some minor modifications to the recipe, (like I could follow one to the tee, hah!) and I did switch it up from  the chili sauce to a pina colada sauce- which in my opinion compliments it better, but over all I did stick fairly close to the recipe.
Pina Colada Sauce:
Sour Cream
Crushed Pineapple
Pina Colada Mix
Coconut
 I don't have exact measurements....I just did it to taste.


Here are some pics......

Baking Homemade butter garlic croutons

Frying to a golden brown

Ummmm, straight from the oven!

Chicken strips coated with Panko and coconut

Cooked to perfection!

Coconut chicken, mixed green salad and pina colada dipping sauce

New Year, New Look

ESSDACK has been working hard to update our image. Our new logo has bright, bold colors, I love the new look, (of course, I'm kinda partial to it). A new fresh look for the website is on the horizon, change is good.  The guys from Luminous Neon came out today to install our new sign. Now we not only have a new look virtually, we will have a new look physically. Take a peek below to watch the installation. WOOOO HOOOO!

Stumpy - the high-flying shark

OK, so over the Christmas holidays I saw a tweet from someone talking about these toys. They were helium filled, remote-controlled balloons in the shape of fish. More specifically, the choice was a clown fish or a shark. Upon first seeing them and looking at the website www.airswimmers.com  I remember thinking this was about the dumbest idea ever.

www.airswimmers.com

The balloons are about 57 inches long and 36 inches high. It is not recommended that the balloons be used out of doors and the average house probably would not accommodate the fish very well. HOWEVER.... my office would be the PERFECT fish bowl for these guys. I decided we already had enough clowns at the ESSDACK office and opted for the shark.  I found one on ebay and placed the order.

When I opened the box and saw all the parts and more than three steps for assembly I knew I was going to need help. I'm just not a very good tab A into slot B kinda girl. So, today I took the box full of parts to the office and asked for some assistance putting it together.

Stumpy getting his helium fix at Decor Party Supplies

Too many parts for me!

After going to the party supply store and getting the shark filled with helium I returned to the office and the we turned it into a team building exercise.

The brain trust working to make Stumpy the fish he was meant to be

Although Terri usually doesn't deal with sharks, she is an experienced animal handler.

Stumpy just brings a smile to everyone's face

The maiden voyage

It was not the easiest task but it was a hoot working together. We named him Stumpy and hopefully he will live a long and floaty life in the ESSDACK office.

Irish Cream and Pistachio Fudge

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Found this recipe on pinterest (have I mentioned I LOVE Pinterest? oh, I have? ok) and omgosh is it good. (Original recipe here at the blog Eat Good 4 Life, some really great recipes) I had official taste testers and it was an all around hit. I think the thing that caught my attention was the different combination of ingredients. I'm not sure exactly about the cost of making this but let's just say it wasn't cheap, so make it for people you really, really like. :)

Ingredients:

36 oz white chocolate chips (3 bags)
1 14 oz can condensed milk
1/2 cup Irish cream liquor plus 3-4 tablespoons (I sometimes use 3/4 cups)
1/2 cup raw pistachios, roughly chopped- I used canned slightly salty and they were fine

Lined a small cookie sheet with foil and lightly grease it.

In a sauce pan, at low heat, pour all of the ingredients except pistachios. Stir constantly until chocolate has almost melted.

Turn off heat and continue stirring until chocolate is completely melted. Add pistachios and pour evenly onto prepared pan. Let cool and chill until set. Remove fudge from pan and peal off the foil paper. Cut fudge into small squares.

"S" is for Street Sweeper Suspiciously Stolen on Saturday from Super Market

Today's post is brought to you by the letter "S," not for Super Spectacular Sunday, it's stands for Stupid Stealer of other people's Stuff. Let me start at the beginning.

Last night hubs was already asleep and I just crawled into bed and closed my eyes when Greg says, "Did you hear that?" I answer that indeed I did not hear a thing. Now how someone that can't hear me ask him to take the clothes out of the dryer when I am standing in front of him and he looking directly at me, but can hear the doorbell that has decibel strength of a newborn kitten, I don't know, it is truly one of life's mysteries, but he can and did. We had that awake but not coherent conversation that went something like this:
Him: Did you hear that?
Me: Hear what? I didn't hear anything.
Him: The doorbell
Me: Well, if you heard the doorbell, you should go check.
Him: No, it will be alright.
Me: No, Brett is home from school and out, we should check.
Him: No, I'm not getting up.
Me: Well, I will go check.

I go look out the front window and there is a police car out front.
Me: Greg, there is a police car out front.
Him: You are kidding, right?
Me: NO, I am not kidding
Him: What should I do? (yes, he seriously said that)
Me: You should be the man and get up and see what is going on.
Him: Oh, yes, right, ok.

He gets up and no joke when he finally gets to the door, the police car is gone. I look out the window and swear it was there a few minutes ago. He calls the dispatcher and indeed there had been a police car out at our residence. Then he notices a missed call from the guy working for him that the truck had been stolen. (11:00 PM)  Seems that while the worker, whom I will not name but his name rhymes with Berry, was blowing out the gutters at the very prominent 30th street grocery store in preparation to sweep the parking lot with a 8500 lb zamboni-like machine, the truck, trailer and sweeper was parked out front but now is missing.

The truck has OnStar but there is privacy protocol and a report has to be filed and OnStar won't tell you anything, just to the officer. Sooooo, Greg goes to the place of said crime and he and J....er.....Berry, have a reportapalooza and the process starts. OnStar is able to track the truck waaaay the heck to the west of town and it is on the move. (thanks OnStar) The Reno County Sheriff's department gets in on the action and enlists the help of the Kansas Highway Patrol and find the perp and chase ensues. He takes the truck in the ditch and bails making the officers work on their Christmas dinner a little early. And just like that we got us a man hunt. But the slippery little snake manages to get away. So we have the truck, (air bags never deployed) so all is good, right? Au contraire, mon frere, there is something missing.......the trailer. Somewhere during the little escapade the nimrod unhooked and left the trailer. Gauging from the amount of mud on the truck, the trailer and hopefully the sweeper with it, is in a field somewhere up to it's axels in prairie goo. After HPD processed the vehicle, Greg gets his truck back and spends the next 2 hours driving back and forth on country roads looking for his lost equipment. He finally gives up about 3:30 AM and returns home.

(7:00 AM) Greg calls his Uncle Ron and they along with Brett go up in the airplane to scour the countryside. As of 9:15 AM they are still looking but have not found anything. Nothing found from the air, but Greg drove around some more this morning and did find some discarded items from the truck in a muddy field but the tracks indicated the trailer was not hooked on at that point.

Oh yes and "S" also stands for super sleepy.

*****Update

Thanks to the networking capabilities of Facebook, a friend of a friend saw the post, and called, the trailer and sweeper have been located. No word yet on the damage, seems the doofus head just pulled the pin in the receiver hitch and pulled forward letting the trailer with the heavy machine come crashing down, I'm surprised no neighbors called because I'm sure it made a racket.

- Story to be updated as the information comes in.
Be on the look out for trailer and a piece of machinery that looks something like this:

Upwardly mobile, 6 flights in fact.....

This past weekend the hubs and I went to help our oldest son move - AGAIN! Ground floor you ask, ahhhhh, heck no, of course not... but I take comfort in knowing we are certainly not the first parents to be called upon to assist with this roost changing phenomena going on amongst college age students. I know my friends with kids of the same age are dealing with the same issues. But while one of my many trips in the elevator (yes, thank goodness for the elevator) I found myself pondering the way my son's generation seems to adapt to change readily. And I came to the conclusion there is a direct correlation with the technical age we live in and that generation's ability, or maybe their desire to not settle until they achieve their goals.

It probably sounds like I think of that in a negative fashion but while I certainly  think there are negative connotations, overall it might be a very positive and healthy thing. Back in the day when I was in my early 20's the path was fairly clear. You graduated high school, went to college, got married, got a steady job and had a family. Pretty cut and dried, no drama, no risk, not much variance. Sometimes the pieces of the puzzle were altered but the goal was pretty much the same for everyone. Now, the puzzle doesn't even look the same. Some people might argue that we are just raising a society of selfish children only worrying about themselves. Trading in spouses, trading jobs, trading domiciles, trading — lives, in an effort to be happy is making them selfish and self-centered. I dare to ponder this differently, is it self-centered to do exactly what the fore fathers suggested when it was blatantly spelled out in the Declaration of Independence - "Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness?" Maybe it doesn't follow the norm or beaten path of our perception of the "proper" way to go about life but is that necessarily a bad thing?  Don't get me wrong, I am not advocating the further decline of marriage or family but I am just openly questioning if staying in a decaying relationship or a dead-end job is the best option to creating a happy family.

On the flip side of the coin I do wonder if this society where so many people work at home and live in neighborhoods that do not have the sense of community and safety of the Beaver Cleaver age, is causing a disconnect to relationships. For instance if you work at home and only know Mary from accounting by the talking head in Skype or the information laden emails, and have no real relationship, it becomes quite simple to move on to another job. Or, if you have never met your neighbors other than the half-hearted obligitory wave when you accidentally make eye contact as they pull into their garage, you don't have to think twice when moving to a new place.

I guess this really is nothing new under the sun, just a different paradigm in which people are struggling to not only do the right thing in the eyes of society but to create their version of a happy, healthy family unit. So, I guess I'll just take more Aleve and be happy my son is making a conscious effort to move and be happy and feel fortunate that this economy hasn't forced him into making this decision. And on a side note......why is it that a young man that manages to hold two jobs and has a college degree cannot see that if he is going to move he might need to plan a bit and gather some boxes and pack a few things ahead of time? I suppose it is because common sense 101 is not required for the degree.....


Here are some pictures from the move, he moved to the power and light district in Kansas City, it's a hotel renovated into apartments and I really like it, the whole area is reminiscent of New York City and his new roomie, Mike, a true sweetheart and good guy.

Vintage hotel renovated into apartments

Looking down the stairs from the 6th floor

Mike sizing up the daunting task before him

Boxes? evidently not a moving necessity

The beast of a sofa that had to be carried down the stairs and then up the stairs.

This project makes me smile

I spend my day doing creative things-some of it is fancy pants stuff and some is just mundane but the best thing is that it seems no 2 days of work are ever the same. And at the end of each project the range of emotions tends to be from relief that it is finished to excitement that it is finished and usually a mixture of both.  I would be lying if I said I don't always just hold my breath when finishing a project hoping there isn't a glaring error that I (and the 40 other sets of eyes) have missed.

Many times my portion  is just a tiny part in a much bigger  project and I always anxiously await to see how it all fits. An example of that is our new web site which Chris Lock has been working feverishly on to complete. I can't reveal it yet as he is still putting the finishing touches on it but here is our new logo that has inspired the color scheme.

I completed a project and today when it came in I loved the way it looked. It's one thing to design something and see it small on a screen (even if you do have a 17-inch monitor) and it's completely another when it is on a 10-foot backdrop! As with every project a few little things I'd change but overall - LOVE IT!