I started my week off right with breakfast at the Wheelhouse Diner this morning! 
While the guys were watching football last night, Marie and I made plans to meet at the Wheelhouse for breakfast this morning. Not a bad way to start the week, right? It’s one of our favorite places for a greasy-good meal.
Marie and I both ordered iced coffees.
And eggs with homefries and toast. I went with rye; Marie went with whole wheat.
And, of course, I covered my plate homefries in hot sauce.
One of the best parts about the Wheelhouse Diner is the price. For both of our meals, it only cost $7.12! Not too shabby!
After breakfast at the Wheelhouse, I ran several errands around town. My life has been in shambles for the past few weeks, so it’s nice to finally get things organized once again.
Murphy, on the other hand, was not such a go-getter. He slept the morning away.
Have I mentioned how happy I am to be home?! š
Question of the Day
What does home mean to you?
Murphy and I are off to the vet for a check-up… and perhaps a doggie Halloween costume. š
See ya later! š
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I might die right here if you post photos of Murphy all dressed up for Halloween. Can. Not. Wait.
I hope Murphy’s appt goes well! I’m thinking for his costume you should go with a pig outfit (since you said he sounds like one lol). Last year he was a lobster right?
Home is so many things. I have been so transient for so many years (10 different addresses in 10 years) that it’s not about the place, it’s about the people. Or, for me, 6 of those years have been with my sweet, sweet pooch. So, for me, home is where my dog is.
Oh my gosh, I can’t wait to see Murphy in a Halloween costume!
That sounds like the perfect way to start off your day!!!
Home is where I am loved and accepted, embraced and welcomed, for who I am and not just what I do. š
Home is a place where Im happy to come after a long day at work / out / travelling. Where I feel like I can be whatever I want and enjoy the familiar things.. and it would not be a home without my boyfriend. He makes our home feel like home.
Home for me is still my parent’s house; the house where I grew up. I’m very lucky to have always lived in the same house until I moved away for college. If my parents ever sold the house I would be very, very sad. I’m very attached to it. It might also be because the only time I see my parents is when I go home. My parents do not travel, and unless I go see them, I wouldn’t see them.
Also, if I have the chance to visit Boston again, I am so going to that Diner š
Home means somewhere I feel comfortable and loved
We just bought our dog a Halloween costume over the weekend. He’s going to be a dinosaur ;). (Provided he allows us to dress him up, of course).
Yummy breakfast!
To answer your question, the word “home” naturally conjures images of my parents’ house in Syracuse, NY. I grew up in that house, and while I’ve been living on my own for some time now, I always consider that house, home. I feel like this may change when my fiance and I buy a house of our own someday. š
Can’t beat that price!
home means anywhere my husband and pup are! my parents still live in the same house they brought me home to as a baby, so that’s home, too! i love when my mom sends me something cause it always smells like home!
Home is where you can where your pjs all day, eat ice cream out of the carton, just be you and still feel loved.
@Renee: @Lindsey: It’s from Ikea, but I bought it a few years ago.
Yum, Tabasco on potatoes sounds SO good!
Home to me is where I feel happiest and most comfortable, in my element. Where my worries are few and my dreams are many. š
Jenn
In our house, home is where the Army sends us. I’ve given up calling my parent’s house home; I’ve been gone to long to think otherwise. Home to me is where my husband, daughter and I live. And thankfully, sometimes “home” is a really great place like Washington DC or Hawaii.
Holy cheap for breakfast! I wish there was a diner with those prices by my house š
Home for me means routine…I love vacations and all, but there’s nothing like being able to come home to familiar surroundings and activities.
home is still kind of a far-off place. even though i’ve been working really hard to make my rental house feel like mine, it isn’t 100% there yet. i think home will be the first house i buy with my boyfriend.
Yay for doggie Halloween costumes! We can’t decide if we should dress Dora up as a pumpkin or a hot dog this year. Either way, she won’t have much dignity, will she?!
Happy Monday š
Murphy is so adorable, I can’t wait to see him in his Halloween costume!
Home to me is baking in my kitchen! š
Home for me is about 20 minutes away from the Tabasco Factory above. I have a deep love for Tabasco sauce and Tony’s Cajun Seasoning – try it on your eggs too!
It’s weird b/c my Mom is moving from the house I lived in – but home will always be where family is, eventhough I’m hours away now.
Rye is by far my favorite bread. Yum.
To me home is two things, on the one hand its my family. Anywhere my parents and siblings are feels like home. On the other hand its my BF, we aren’t married yet but we live together and when he’s gone I feel like I could be anywhere being with him makes are apartment home.
I feel like I will always kind of consider my parents house my home, lol…even though I am 25. I do technically live with them right now, but even when I have moved away I have thought of it like that. I think I will feel like I have my OWN home when I own my own house, one of my big dreams!
Breakfast looks amazing! Love the price too!!! Home is definitely all three of my men! My life would not be complete without my husband and two boys with me! Glad you are home and feeling refreshed Tina. Enjoy your afternoon!
Home is where love is. I’m sure a lot of people have said the same thing- but it’s true. Whether it be family, friends, or animals. It’s where you’re comfortable and truly happy. š
For me, well, home is where my family and I have our feet. Whether we are in our actual home or vacationing somewhere Up North or visiting with friends or relatives, as long as I am with my husband and children then I always feel at home. We are all so happy to be together. Some might say we are attached at the hips. We like it that way!
Love your dog. He has the nicest face.
Peace,
AnneWF
The house I’m living in now has been home to my grandparents, my parents, my sisters, an aunt, a cousin, her husband and daughter and now it’s home to me. Home is comfort, love and family to whoever walks through the door.
Ummm, so Murphy and I sleep in the exact same position. I knew I loved that little dog for a reason!
Home is where my husband is. I also have a second home where my parents are. Really, wherever there is love it feels like a home.
Hope the rest of your Monday is just as awesome!
I love that Murphy actually lets you dress him up! I have a beagle that gets SO sad when we put a costume on him. He mopes around and looks pathetic until some poor soul takes pity on him and busts him out. I am convinced that this is just a clever ploy to scope out food and then make his move when he is free!
As for where home is… it’s my townhouse that I share with my hubby, beagle and two cats. Or… it’s back home in Nebraska with wide open spaces!
Home will always be where my mom is:)
Home is my mom’s cooking. And my bed. š
Home to me is my Mom and Dad’s house, the house I grew up in. Or my Grandparents, because we were there so often growing up.
Home means comfort, the people I love, and at least 15 bars of chocolate in reserve š
What a great price for breakfast.
I love your comforter, and Murphy. š The Wheelhouse Diner sounds so great! I want to make the trip to Boston just to go there!
woo! your photos have magically reappeared in my Google Reader. No idea why as I definitely didn’t update anything…
Enjoy your day š
Cute post! I love starting the morning off with a great breakfast and coffee š My favorite meal of the day is also the most important, so it makes me feel like I start my day off healthy.
There is no place like home.
I love your post about home – I couldn’t agree more! My husband and I were watching the Broncos game just yesterday and a Corona commercial came on. (It was the nice, peaceful one where the couple isn’t mad at each other š ) and at the end it said, “Find your island.” We both looked at each other and said, “this is our island.” Cheesy, I know, but that is what home is to us!
oh diner food, yummy!
I love all your posts with the Wheelhouse Diner. I totally wanna go and get that breakfast because of how often I see it on your blog…must be great!
Home is walking in the door and seeing my husband’s beautiful smile and immediately being wrapped up in his arms. š
Home is a place that makes me feel safe and comfortable