Where am I? How do I? I am here in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. It is beautiful here. It is almost a five hour drive from my home on the Planet Ann Arbor. On a good day. One without a whiteout or black ice or tornadoes. I grew up here. I am here in my parents’ house. It is not the house I grew up in. That one was down on Superior Street. Here in the city of Sault Ste. Siberia. Oh, blerg, I just had to move because the GG and The Commander are blathering away about Ayn Rand and I can’t hear myself think. Interesting writer but…

This afternoon, I walked the beach. At least I tried to. We hauled our skis and snowshoes up here with us but I did not take those out to the moominbeach with me. The snow was not so deep out there that I sunk up to my hips with every step but it wasn’t really the best for walking. I prowled around the cabins a bit. Everything looked fine for those who own cabins/houses on our beach. I spent quite a bit of time visiting our friend Barb. She is the mom of a couple of good childhood friends of mine and I have loved her since I was a little kid. Among other things, she was one of the many beach moms who could always be counted on to watch us kids swim in Gitchee Gumee at the drop of a hat, no matter what the weather was like. Ski jacket on the beach? In July? Sometimes. I grew up with the proverbial “village” that people are always talking about and I think I am still learning how much I love and appreciate that village.

I am tired and this may be a lame blahg entry but it does document where I was today and what I did and who I was with. Sometimes that’s all it’s about. It sounds like the Olympics are starting out in The Commander’s living room and I think I will go watch that with my mom and my husband. Love you all. KW.

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