i’m heading back home to Detroit for a few days – Friday PM through Monday AM. i’m dragging Zoey with me for the pilgrimage.
i haven’t been home in more than a year. in essence – since my grandmother died. i also haven’t seen my sister in about that long. i have 2 of them, a 30 year-old and a 12 year-old, who just got a cell phone (*gulp*) and who calls me just to chat quite a bit, which is nice .
i could sure use the road trip, cold Rockstar bevvies, cheap food and little sleep. there’s no way in hell i’m flying out of DC the weekend of 9.11 on an election year. too likely my plane will have come from FL and lost in a storm or be grounded for some unusual terror alert du jour: CODE ORANGE plus CHARTREUSE SPOTS.
there’s a church festival that occurs over this weekend just up the street from my mother’s house. St. Linus. my sister attends school at this place and we, as a strange little family, have memories of polish food and beer tents, polka music and rickety rides. i feel a little tense about the trip home (for longer personal reasons i will NOT delve into here) so this fair may be just the silliness i need.
i will be back soon enough, and possibly, with more pictures