INDY STATE OF MIND!

So it's Wednesday and I have house updates to report.  But I must also report that I'm in an Indy state of mind.   That's in part because my first born son Chad is out there now for Super Bowl.  He's no doubt at this very minute sitting in Radio Row and interviewing some important football player or coach or celebrity.  Hope I can figure out how to stream the show so that I can listen.  I love to hear him do interviews.   Last year he interviewed Dan Snyder, the wildly unpopular owner of the Redskins.  He was not gentle with old Dan and the interview got a bit of press.


Chad's being in Indianapolis increases by one the number of people within those city limits whom I care for deeply.   I have spent time in that great city for many years running.  My Best Friend From Childhood, Joan lives there.  I used to take my kids to Indy during the summers.  I would leave the boys with her husband Bill, a certified grown-up but with a penchant for easily slipping back into adolescence at the drop of a hat.  My boys LOVED spending time with Bill.  Joan and I would spend our afternoons prowling antique malls, eating at Steak & Shake, driving the neighborhoods, attending open houses.  Chad and Casey would stay with Bill where they would attend movies, play with remote control airplanes, go to video arcades, and indulge in junk food.  It was win/win/win/win/win.   For a single parent this was just about the best arrangement ever.


According to Joan, Indianpolis is positively abuzz with Super Bowl functions right now.  Considering that their team was worse than even ours this year, it must be a bittersweet pill.   But a boon to the economy.  


There was a time in my life when I seriously considered retiring to Indy.  I love the mid-west feel of the place.  Having grown up in Danville, Illinois, not too far away, it felt like my childhood.  Joan and I were always on the look out for the 1920's vintage house I would buy to live in her general neighborhood.  But eventually the mountains of Virginia called louder.   But I love to visit there.  And I envy my son for being there right now.


On the Crappy Little House front. . . . . I think I'm going to have to change the name.  I was going to lovingly always refer to it by that name, but it's just so cute now that I'm not sure I can.  Today the painting inside was done.   I have colors in my house!  And beautiful colors.   My front door is now a gorgeous burnt orange/russet color.  Looks sensational with the siding.  Tomorrow the appliances arrive.  It's beyond exciting.  Pictures to follow, but not tonight.


So a big shout out to all my loved ones in Indy.  May the Super Bowl come and go without incident and the whole city be better off for the experience.   Chad comes home before the game, I believe.   I hope he has some time to enjoy the ride while he's there!  Check out this gorgeous photo!