I didn’t wanna leave the Group Home at Houghton Lake *at all* today but, since I need to work tomorrow (hi ho!), I wanted to get home before five in the afternoon so I could, y’know, unpack, figure out what to cook for dinner, go to the Plum Market to BUY the ingredients, and generally chill out a bit. (Note to self: PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, pretty please with a cherry on top, git yerself ORGANIZED about menu planning. You know, like you used to be. Back when your biggest challenge was feeding finicky eaters. You don’t have those now so get it together. Sigh…)

This is the construction season here in the Great Lake State and you never know what the heck the southbound I75 SUV Speedway is gonna be like until you point your vee-hickle southward and hit the gas. It’s a little bit better now-a-days because I can actually look at the traffic on my phone’s map app. But even with that, stuff happens and you never quite know what’s coming up.

Today? We got outta Dodge just after 2:00 PM. A tad later than I wanted but we had smooth sailing all the way down. So smooth that at one point I was going close to 80 (DO NOT EMULATE ME!!! (and don’t go over 70 EVER within about a 25-mile radius of West Branch!)) in the LEFT lane and people were passing me on the right. So, I do not know how fast they were going and I’m not sure I wanna know. I also do not want to know what they were drinkin’ or whether they were yabbiting along on the phone or texting (which is illegal here).

Anyway, we made it back to The Planet Ann Arbor safely and I suppose that’s all that counts in the end but I still feel like complaining.

Bright spots today? Okay! 1) Doing my usual 0-skunk-30 walk along Long Point Drive and seeing this beauteous grass lit up by the rising sun [photo]. 2) Breakfast! Little Boots with the Lord / Lady of Linden. My fave quesadilla (I always box up one third for Monday morning). 3) Seeing Valdemort driving north on the I75 SUV Speedway as we were doing the southbound version. Mile marker 175. I thought I recognized her car but I also saw her face. And she saw us too. 4) Walking across Dexter on the way to the Plum Market to scrabble something for dinner here and hearing my name called from a car and finding it to be my friend and former neighbor Goose-mom, whose beautiful, poised daughter and long-time Mouse friend is anything but goose-like.

Gotta go, cooking salmon on the grill, or the GG is.

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