moosh in indy.

March 25, 2007

I’ve got a confession. I have been putting up a good face here at mooshinindy.com for all you loyal fans who enjoy reading the nonsensical ramblings of a woman regularly sideswiped with what a two year old is capable of. Behind the cheerfully cynical disposition I am a tormented soul dealing with a miserable relationship that has on occasion sent me into dark realms of tumultuous depression of which no words can describe.

The time has come, I want a divorce.

When I first met Indiana it was after a bad breakup with Pittsburgh, you could say Indiana was a rebound lover. Pittsburgh, while unlike any other I had ever seen, was dirty, confused and unsafe after the sun went down. Not suitable for a young woman with a child. Indiana was clean, new, modern and showed me places I had only dreamed about. H&M, Crate & Barrel, Janie & Jack and Trader Joe’s, just to name a few. Indiana blindsided me with lushness and a green-ness a good Christian girl could lose herself in. It tricked me with low housing costs, spectacular museums and no sales tax on food. Indiana promised me a better life, and for a while I believed it was possible.

A couple of months after our relationship started I started to miss my original first love, Utah. Indiana just didn’t have the same loving embrace, Indiana was a lot sweatier, something I don’t find hot, ever. Then Indiana started to lose its lushness, it started to turn ugly, moody and unpredictable. There were days when I could see a silver lining, like maybe the new relationship wasn’t doomed. Then came those long winter months, Indiana was so cold to me, biting, bitter. Inner demons started to emerge, a mole in my kitchen, roaches in my laundry room. Only recently was a starting to feel I could reconcile this relationship and start anew with the promise of warm sunny spring days. Indiana must have taken my forgiveness a little too excitedly and started to get all hot and sweaty on me again.

“I’m not that kind of girl!” I told Indiana, “I need mild spring foreplay to prepare me for the hot sweaty summer we’re about to have together.”

But Indiana didn’t listen, instead it just got all pissed off and started throwing thunderstorms and tornado warnings at me for no reason. All I wanted were some flowers, dogwoods, cherry blossoms, tulips even. A picnic in the park. But all Indiana gave me was mud, a dead mouse and ants.

I’m not a quitter per se, but when the other partner in the relationship is this unwilling to cooperate I’m the type to weigh my options. Indiana’s pushing it, and I’m here to tell you I’ve started seeking out qualities in a new state.

I could go back to Utah, but Utah hangs with such a judgemental crowd, it really starts to wear me down after a while, and don’t EVEN get me started on what a sucky driver Utah is. Then there’s my one true love, the one that got away. NYC. I swoon and get warm in places reserved for holy acts of matrimony when I think of NYC. Yes, NYC has a smell to it, but to me it was a sweet aphrodisiac never to be found anywhere else. I spent 12 wonderful hours doing NYC the way I wanted to and it didn’t fight back. Sure I know it probably has a temper and good hell does NYC have expensive taste, but alas, I am in love. And I feel until NYC leaves the proverbial toilet seat up I will stay in love, and everywhere else will pale in comparison.

Especially you Indiana, get your damn act together already.

Love at first Guggenheim.

Comments off.

Ever thought of Canada?????? eh? eh? eh???

A New York state of mind?

I know what your problem is…you are too damn hott for anyone! I miss you, and Utah is looking forward to a few nights with you. I’ll have a talk with him to be kind…and to give you the best birthday loving you have ever seen here. -Hugs-

i never told you how good i thought this post was.

wow!

Agreed! (I live in Indy too!)

I’m an Indy resident, too, who hopes to leave next year to live closer to Chicago (where I’m originally from). It’s a great city, but just not for me in the long run. Mostly because it’s too far from family.

I heard a lot about you at BlogHer. I’m sorry we didn’t get a chance to meet!

Yay! Another Indy blogger with MIXED feelings about the place. Can’t wait to dive into your archives.

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I’m so thrilled to have stumbled upon your site!! I, too, have mixed feelings about Indy. Always have. Born and raised in Buffalo, I went to high school here then ran as FAR as I could (back to the East coast in the versions of NC, VA, and MD), before returning! Now most of my family is here…but I still want OUT!!

Hope to keep up on all of your posts now! I’m adding you into my favorites!

As someone who is currently in love with the Burgh, but spends much time in Indy where my in-laws live, can I just say, DUDE, WE GOT IT ALL NOW. Trader Jacks, Whole Foods, H&M, Janie and Jack, IHOP, IT’S ALL HERE NOW! And that is why I no longer feel the need to move to Indy. But I still like it there. A lot.

We tossed around the idea of moving from Reno (sin city’s bastard child) to SLC. I wonder how well that move would go over? SLC is just so darn beautiful to me! I think we’ll just stick it out in Reno for a while longer… it is getting better.

I grew up in Chicago, but went to school at Ball State, and now live in VA. I would love to move to Indy…wanna trade houses?

hey! just found you kind of via kickyboots (twitter). i’m in the indy area, too! i must say, i too have a long-documented love of the NYC, and it makes me misty-eyed just thinking about how unlikely it is that we will ever ever move there. BOO! >:(

that said, i’m going to try to follow you a bit more now that i’ve found this little place. looking forward to it!

oops. i said via kickyboots, but i think i got mentally messed up with your tagline and the actual kickyboots blogger also on twitter.

i meant i found you via twitter and METALIA.

Look into Portland, OR. It’s a wonderfully tonic affair that might cool you off a bit

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I’m an Indiana girl, born and raised. I’ve spent my life in the suburbs of Indianapolis. I fear I may be masochistic for Indy is a cruel mistress (who else has tornadoes in January?!?) but I love her. I think the key to loving Indiana is to embrace change. The weather moves in a bizarre cycle, and the city itself has grown by leaps and bounds. Whenever I get down about the Indy weather, I think of this quote:

“It’s much more interesting to change your life to suit the temperature than to change the temperature to suit your life. The seasons change, and we should change with them. Life isn’t meant to be lived year round at 70 degrees.” – Mary Schmich

Love your site…it is adorable! I have lived in Indy my whole life and think the city has really become a whole hell of a lot better:) It is fun to visit other places, but Indy has my heart…and all my family!

I lived in Evansville growing up and moved to Indianapolis after graduating from IU. I can say without a doubt Indianapolis is a horrible place. Every five miles is a repeat of the strip mall from five miles ago. The amount of land wasted here and no suitable public transportation makes me sad. It just seems like a really big hole of suckiness! That, or I really just hate my job here.

NY is the place to be. Lived here all my life (well, except for 3 years in Fl) and I love it. The energy, the diversity, all of it. And you got so much to do. You have the Big Apple (the city) and just forty minutes away, you have the mountains, wineries, etc. NY has it all!

(at least you don’t have to live in Wisconsin…just saying, it could be worse…just look at me, wouldja?)

I am a Utah native and have relocated to Indy. This is an amazing post!!! I too have my love affair with Utah like a distant ex-boyfriend. The kind where time makes things like religious ostracizing feel a bit fuzzy. I keep thinking we’ll move back there, but instead we got told we’re moving to Boston in June. Perhaps I’ll just add Indy to my list of ex’s.

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Oh. I am from Indiana and I totally get what you are talking about…It can be quite boring here. I went to high school in Indianapolis and I remember how snobby people are. Most cities have neighborhoods, but back in the 80’s the Indianapolis neighborhoods were NOT mixed in any way…I don’t just mean racially mixed. I mean people who shopped at LS Ayres wouldn’t talk to people who shopped at Target. Oh, I hated Indianapolis back then. Perhaps it is better now…

I relocated to Indy after growing up in Florida and living the past 3 years in NYC. I fully appreciate your post!! I’m glad I’m not the only one who feels this way!!

So I take it you’ve never visited exotic, sybaritic, exhilerating Muncie, Indiana? I thought not.

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Hi There,
I can relate- I grew up outside of Pittsburgh- but I loved it there. Outside of the city- there are some really great towns, very safe and very welcoming. Indy is the same way IMO. It’s been over a year since your original post, I hope Indy has redeemed itself a little. Not sure what side of town you are on- but I’m on the near eastside (Irvington area) and have a love-hate relationship with living the urban life so close to downtown. But you know, the grass is always greener somewhere else. I’ve moved a LOT and all over the country and somehow always come back to Indy- so I guess something is pulling me home.

Just read your blog for the first time today through a Yahoo article- love your style!

You gotta give Austin a try sister! We get lots of foreplay here…almost every day in what everyone else calls winter…Would love to see you

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ya gotta go for Austin, no doubt. sadly, i’m stuck in northeastern indy. it sucks even more worser than indianapolis. really.

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i left indiana in 88 and never looked back… i feel your pain

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Sometimes I forget how lucky I am to only live 80 miles from NYC. But whenever I go there, I quickly remember and fall in love with it all over again.

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I’ll be coming to evansville from flagstaff, AZ. I expect it to be more humid, flatter and to have milder winters. Oh there are more restaurants and stores too. Where are you in indy?

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Ah, Indiana. The state I’ve only begun to embrace fully in the last few years as my own. I’m born and raised on the East Coast (MA) and ’tis quite a different place in these cornfield-parts!

So many Hoosiers! I am from SE Indiana and just wanted to say that I can relate and love, love, love the way you wrote this. I do like Indiana, though. Maybe Lawrenceburg is slipping something in my water, but I enjoy our time together.

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