The perfect coffee table/bathroom book for any Michigander home.
This easy-to-read true crime novel highlights some of Michigan’s
most notorious crimes. From our polygamist king, a couple of serial
killers, the original gangsters of Detroit (ones even Al Capone
wouldn’t mess with) to the wild west of the Upper Peninsula, if
there is one thing Michigan isn’t, it’s boring.
Despite living my entire life in the Great Lakes state, there were
plenty of stories about cases I had no idea about in general or I
just didn’t realized they had happened here. For example; the
largest school massacre in US history happened in Bath, Michigan in
1927 and the culprit was raised in the town I currently call home.
(Not exactly something they put on the welcome billboard and I’m
sure the historical society likes to keep in the dark.)
Do you have to be from Michigan to enjoy this? Of course not,
however, I do think it adds a personal connection to the stories if
Most people who are not from Michigan (and maybe some who are) probably think that a night out in Detroit is a horrible idea. What a lot of people don’t know, is that Detroit is hard at work reviving itself and the results have been pretty great.
The food was fantastic with the second best beer cheese I’ve ever tried. Prices were very reasonable for brewery food. There was nice seating both inside and outside. Outside even had giant heaters and fire pits which was fantastic as it was a chilly night.
The bell of the ball for my husband was getting to have KBS 2018 on tap.
Overall, it was fantastic. We definitely recommend giving it a try if you’re in the Detroit area.
Why yes, I have decided that these little coffee chats may become a semi-regular thing as I enjoy them. Just a little time to ramble on about life or whatever topic seems to be on my mind on an early Sunday morning, sipping the world’s best beverage.
Yesterday was a beautiful 67 degrees here. I had to work half the day but when I came home we promptly got to work on spring clean up. We have several probably 100+ year old maple trees in our yard and they always drop their leaves at the end of the season. Let me tell you, there were a metric butt ton of leaves. (Between fall and spring, we’ve raked about 50-55 bags of leaves.) Add in all the rain last fall and we were not able to get everything up by the last leaf pick up of the year. So, that meant a messy yard when the snow melted.
The dogs had an intense game of ball and then hung out on the patio while we worked in the yard. The fresh spring day had everyone feeling lovely.
I was so happy in fact, that I picked up a house plant for the first time in about 10 years.
There were signs of green life springing up all over the yard and it just made me want to go out and buy MORE plants/trees/bushes.
I’m ready for all of this. The cold and gray was really putting a funk on my life. One day of sunshine and I was ready to live outside.
What are your Spring plans? Looking forward to planting anything special?
Let me preface this dream with the fact we had the tornado sirens go off last night and had to take cover.
In this edition of Bizarro Dreams, the tornado strikes my work by surprise. My coworker and I are almost sucked out of the doorway. Each of us runs into and takes cover in a different shop in the plaza. After the tornado passes, I run home (my house is right behind the store which is not accurate) and my house has been completely ripped apart and there are books and baking supplies scattered every where. I fight off people trying to take my books, all while trying to reach someone in my family to come help. Samus has been injured and needs a little first aid. We try to take cover in the one room in the house that still has walls with what we have recovered. I cannot reach anyone via phone.
When nothing else works, we walk off in search of help only to end up being hunted by pink alligators.
Woooooo! I did not mean to take a little mini blog vacation there. I’m still slowly chugging along on The Indifferent Stars Above and need to review my reread of Harry Potter BUT my dad is coming to town. Which means, lots of cleaning. That makes my house sound like a filthy mess but I assure you that’s not the case. Parents just have a way of finding that ONE thing you missed and pointing it out. I don’t think my dad does it on purpose, it’s almost always when discussing ways to renovate the house that something I missed pops up and frankly, I like a clean house when any guest comes to town. I like them to feel comfortable, at home and well fed, all thanks to my grandmother. She set the bar for hosting people and it is high.
As usual, it also coincides with a warm front making the yard a hot mess. Mud, mud everywhere. Especially on puppy paws every time they go out to do their business. So I clean, and I clean up again and curse the yard, several times a day.
I’m also willing to bet that my dad shows up sooner than expected. He gets excited and then shows up hours to days before planned.
Anywho, I should be back to my regularly scheduled activity soon but I’m going to soak up the father/daughter time because I don’t get enough of it with him living almost 4 hours away.
Just ten short days ago, I was complaining about the -9 weather we were having here in Michigan. Today it’s -10 with a windchill making it feel more like -40. The Governor has declared a state of emergency, the county has shut down and even the US Postal Service has said, Fuck this. For some crazy reason my boss decided that the pharmacy should stay open, but a few of us got the day off because there is no way that many people are coming in. If they do, they’re bat shit crazy.
In this house, we’re curled up in the blankets on the couch, reading, snuggling and playing video games. (I beat Pokemon Let’s Go!) The husband monster is fully absorbed in Kingdom Hearts 3. Time to fill up on coffee and chai lattes to fuel lazy winter day activities.
Also, it’s Ignited Moth’s birthday today so make sure to pop on over to her blog and wish her a Happy Birthday. She really is the bestest friend a girl could ask for.
Okay, that’s a little dramatic but we did get 4-5 inches of snow and we woke up to it being 1 degree outside. The dogs were out for less than 3 minutes, they could barely pee, before they started lifting their paws and trying to lay down in the snow. So we’ve declared it, No Leaving the House Day.
It’s excellent timing as I’ve already been feeling restless. I’m ready to get outside and work on all the things but alas, that’s still going to be a couple of months.
That means today I’m going to try to occupy myself with lots of random things; try a new baking recipe, decide whether to continue the book I’m reading or not, laundry, pinning soup recipes and eyeballing Instant Pots. (My faithful crock pot has a massive crack in it.) There might even be an attempt at writing but we’ll see. My restlessness makes concentrating nearly impossible. Even as I write this, I drift off thinking of other things.
The cemetery disappeared in fog all day yesterday and I’ve been nursing a severe case of cabin fever the last couple of days. I had the day off Wednesday of work and I kind of just wondered around the shops in town. Most of the time I can handle being couped up in the house but after several months of it my brain just cannot handle much more. It happens every year. It’s just part of life living in Michigan I suppose. (Or anywhere with heavy winters.)
I’ve been slowly working my way through the first book in the Wheel of Time series, The Eye of the World. I’m enjoying it but my brain isn’t letting me read it for any extended period of time with it’s current state of cabin fever eating the fun out of everything. My husband even bought me this great new reading lamp for V-Day and I can only sit still for an hour.
Next week is something to look forward to. Not only is it meeting time for book club, I’ll also finally be seeing Ignited Moth and getting to exchange Christmas presents and celebrate her birthday. (She’s old.)