Moose and His Ladies

***WARNING*** Adult Content...kind of...not really...but maybe sort of.

Moose gets around with the ladies.  I already told you he's been cheating by sleeping in Erin's bed.  Here's proof:

He's always more than willing to butter up our guests as you can see with Carrie and Carrie.  I didn't realize till just now that he has a thing for Carries...hmmm.

          

And of course, he gets lots of sugar from Aunt Beth.

But Lilli is his special lady and he really knows how to light up her eyes.

Now, there is more to this photo but my mother said I may not get hired at some job someday if I posted the rest.  Let's just say that Moose is in photo, too.

Soyummygooeygood Cheeseburger

   My dear friend, Joel, took me to lunch at Workingman's Friend (WF)
today.  This Indianapolis institution is a very special place - tucked away of the main streets, old, seedy, and the provider of the best cheeseburger I have ever had.  The photos may help you to better understand if you have never checked out this treasure spot.  
 It is located on the corner of shady and whathehell and is adorned with a few bullet holes.  Workingman's Friend let's you know right up to adjust your expectations if you have any walking in the door.
     WF is typically packed at lunch time, so we decided to go late.  It was in fact not packed, perhaps also due to the snow that fell all day on Naptown.  Good news was that we found a seat right away and were greeted by our kind server, Amy, in a timely fashion.  The only decision I needed to make was Double with or without the middle bun.  Amy suggested without the bun with a side of beer battered onion rings...and so it was.

 Yep. It tasted as good as it looks.  Move over Steak-n-Shake...move over! When I wasn't busy shoveling in this delight or wiping my face and hands with a napkin, there was time to enjoy a little Rod Stewart from the Jukebox, take in our surroundings, and admire the vintage fresh-air machine. Catching up with Joel was also of course a very nice part of this lunch.  He then told me that he is "addicted" to my blog.  Joel quickly topped the double cheeseburger that he so kindly bought for me.  

Pretty awesome lunch for Tuesday, 1.11.11.

THE END

***MOOSE UPDATE***

Super sleepy GOOD BOY!  He went to daycare today and walked straight in the door and plopped on the couch.  He got up just to eat his dinner and do his business outside.  He is running in his sleep next to me right now.  Erin has shut her door to minimize distractions due to her new, super-early mornings and so my boy is back in bed with me.

All Write Already!

     Today I did a little research on graduate programs - MBA, M.A. in Journalism, and MFA in Creative Writing.  The rest of the day a little voice ran through my head, "MFA. MFA. MFA."  When I talked to Erin this evening, I told her about my new inspiration, and she said "And then do what?"  
     "Well, write," I said.  


     Could I become gainfully employed with such a degree?  Could I write a book that might get published?  Could I freelance? Would I be happy? Would I fail? Will they even accept me? Oh, crap, the last 20-page story I wrote was 11 years ago...I don't have digital copy...maybe Mom will type it up for me with her super fast typing skills...maybe...then I'd have to tell her why I want it (just did; didn't I?) Oh, geez, I need some direction.


     This is how my heads spins and then I freeze...do nothing and keep on doing the same ol', same ol'.  Some wise people told me that if I want something I have never had, then I have to do something I have never done.  Truth is, I don't even know if a MFA in Creative Writing is right for me but I am ready some changes up in here!

Declutter Update

After

Before

My dear friend, Nicole, came over last night and put a fire under my rear to organize my room.  It took less than an hour and I wasn't nearly as freaked out as I was the time my mother helped to organize my closet.  To others, my piles may seemed unorganized but I know where everything is...most of the time...some of the time.  This was a huge feat and I am grateful for the nudge.
     Nicole is an Interior Designer and has knack for hanging artwork, so she helped with that as well.  We tried to hang my favorite large, floral piece above my bed.  The wall is hard plaster and was taking kindly to the nails.  I was left with a big, blah of a white wall.  

  Then I remembered that I had this lovely original piece that my 5-year-old friend, Alex, created for my birthday.  This piece was drawn with Crayola Crayons on recycled paper.  It is large, colorful, and cheerful and is an excellent temporary stand-in until I either get a new piece (thinking of making something myself) or find a way through the hard plaster.  Let's take a closer look at Alex's work, shall we? 

Several "M's" appear in honor of...ME.  Hearts, flowers, suns, and smiles dance across the paper.

This next section I believe features a nose rainbow and a monogrammed, yellow skirt.  It's really a special piece.  Wouldn't you agree?  I mean, the SUN is too cool for school.

Alex's gift melted my heart and is a true treasure!  Nicole taking time to help me get my room (and life) together tops my list of gratitude for the day.  Good stuff!

***MOOSE UPDATE*** GOOD BOY

Help!

Dear me, I have been trying to post a stinking post for well over an hour now but I kept getting this loading symbol in my editor. I cleared my cache...that's the first time I have done that on my own without a prompt from the IT Department. Didn't work. But, what do you know, Blogger has a Help Forum?! Low and behold, several other bloggers are experiencing the same problem...and they had a solution. I love solutions. Now, it is well past my bedtime and I will have to save the post for tomorrow. Hasta manana.

***MOOSE UPDATE*** Sleeping with Erin and I don't like it. He went to camp today and got to snuggle with his buddy Jason while Erin and he watched "Salt." I can hear him snoring in her room.

Trend Watch - Clutter Control

The dollar bins at Tarjzay shed all the holiday chotskies this week and in came the organizers, calendars, and pens.  Folks have been buying storage bin after storage bin along with free weights, yoga mats, Pilates videos, Shake Weights (As Seen on TV), and exercise apparel.  It's nice to see all these people getting their lives together. 

Someone asked me today what resolutions I have made for 2011.  Is that the year? Heck, I am still singing Christmas carols (truth be told, I sing them in June as well.)  I feel totally detached from the turn of the New Year and have not set one single, clear goal.  Erin, on the other hand, has stripped Christmas from our home and de-cluttered our "common areas" in a serious way today.  The piles of clean and dirty laundry, Christmas gifts in their gift bags, an unused stereo, a storage bin of all my Spain memorabilia, and other misplaced items are caving in on me in my room.  I need a clean sweep intervention!  My mother always tells me that a messy house is a messy mind - so on point with that one - can't even talk about my car - okay, a toaster is in my car - a freaking toaster!  Perhaps, I could create some goals if I clear all this clutter.  Perhaps.

* I'd like to address my inconsistent blogging...I suck.  No excuses.  I suck.  Please don't give up on me!

***MOOSE UPDATE*** Quite the GOOD BOY!  He has been snuggly and sweet.  Erin took Moosilli (Moose+Lilli, like Brangelina, only with eight legs instead of two) to a park today.

A Very Interesting Man

Yard trimmers oughta do the trick!

     My Uncle Glen is arguably the most interesting man I know.  He is a Professor of Finance, an Engineer, a golfer, a wine and cigar connoisseur. Now all that might make one think that Uncle Glen is snooty or boring, but he is far from it.  The first thing he said to me when I walked in at Christmas was, "How's your car? Do you need your uncle to look at anything? Change the oil?"  He is handy, that Uncle Glen (see the photo exhibit of the not-so-deep fried turkey Thanksgiving 2008.)  At my dad's 60th Birthday, I think he had three flashlights on his person.  Why?  He told me he had a new flashlight fetish. 
       On Christmas Day, I brought a scratch off lottery ticket for each person attending dinner and provided the pennies for revealing our winnings.  I made everyone agree that would we split any winnings.  We scratched our way to $13. I spent $8 to get them, so we won a whopping $5 (this was reinvested into MegaMillions and Hoosier Lotto tickets that I have yet to check if we won last night.)  The pennies were intended to be part of my gift, but apparently no one wanted them. I discovered the pile of pennies as we put on our coats and started the parade of good-bye hugs and kisses.  "Excuse me but does no one want these copper gifts?"  Uncle Glen said, "Here give them to me, I will wash them."  And that's exactly what he did.  He had some sort of handy dandy cleaner and brush right there at the sink and started to soak and scrub.  Then he dropped one down the sink and said, "Does anyone have a flashlight?"




***MOOSE UPDATE*** Good Boy! This is his most favoritest time of the year because he likes to harvest ice in the yard...for real. (I wrote this before the warm rains came and washed it all away.)