Monday, June 19, 2006

Orange Barrel Blues

Road construction is a bane to my existence these days. Everywhere I need to go, there are barrels. 116th street is being widened to four lanes right in front of Telamon, and it is a total mess there. The road is closed when you're coming in from the east, so I have to take a detour down Westfield to 111th to College...basically going around the closure and approaching from the west. Only employees can get in there, and we're basically off roading on a dirt trail that winds around various huge stone things and construction equipment. 69 North is also under construction between 96th street and 37 North, and traffic just crawls along in the morning. It now takes me an hour to drop Tess off at daycare and get to work. I'm only in the office for a whopping four hours (sometimes less), and then I spend another hour and 15 minutes getting back to the daycare and then going home. With the lunch rush and the detour around the road closure, it is impossible to get out of Carmel in a timely manner.

The worst part is that summer hasn't even started yet... we'll be seeing those barrels for a long freaking time.
Slippin', Slidin', Bellydancing, and Cat Herding: What a Weekend!

James and I went to an indoor water park this past weekend (at the Holiday Inn in front of the Pyramids in Indy) for our anniversary, which is June 21. They had three water slides that were so much fun! One of them required an inner tube, and the other two were just crazy fast.

For dinner, we went to El Morocco (86th & Ditch). We sat on cushions at a low table, and the atmosphere was very cool. The food was delicious, and while we ate, we were entertained by bellydancers. That place is awesome! I can't wait to go back. After we were loaded up on sangria and food, we got back into the water and went down the slides several more times. I think the slides are less scary and more fun in general when you're a little tipsy.

Sunday was Father's Day, so I went to see my dad in Rush-tucky. We spent part of the evening trying to capture 4 feral kittens. I managed to grab one of them, but the other three are still on the loose. The one we nabbed was very cute... and it now has a home with my step-sister. The whole experience reminded me of that commercial from a few years ago where cowboys were herding cats. Meeeeeow!

Friday, June 16, 2006

Rock Star Moment

Last night I met Glen Phillips (lead singer of Toad the Wet Sprocket and solo artist) in Broadripple before the Toad concert! My friend Michele and I were going to get something to eat, and Glen walked by and started to cross the street... I ran up to the corner, ran across the street, and stopped him. I said "Are you Glen?" (yeah, dumb question... I was 98% certain it was him). He said "Yeah" with a half smile. I shook his hand, and he signed my Mr. Lemons CD. He was very nice. I apologized for stopping him on the street and told him I've wanted to meet him for years and years. He seemed flattered... and maybe a little shocked. I didn't see anyone else go up to him, so maybe he doesn't get recognized that often.

The concert was great. Toad did a lot of songs from "Coil", which is my favorite album by them.