The GG and his sibs (all 10 of them) grew up in Royal Joke a few blocks from the legendary Woodward Boulevard, so they have many many many memories of that thoroughfare. Going to school and church at the Shrine of the Little Flower. Walking over to Woodward to get candy at the gas station and maybe even find a nice boyfriend there. Taking buses down to Daytwa and across (or under) the river to Cananananada and usually getting sent home (the Twinz of Terror did that anyway).

Growing up in Sault Ste. Siberia, we dragged Ash (or slashed it, depending upon your high school era). Ashmun was a whole heckuva lot shorter than Woodward and Woodward is a lot faster and scarier these days than it probably was back in the day.

Anyway, we began our outing today by driving over to the Cranbrook Art Museum to meet Lizard Breath and see the Nick Cave exhibit. Google it if you care. I am taaarrred. But here is yer fav-o-rite blahgger checking out part of the exhibit.

Cranbrook is way north of Detroit in the wealthy Bloomfield Hills suburb. Google it if you care. Beautiful school and museum. I rode with Liz in Ruby from Cranbrook down to Detroit. Should we take the Lodge Freeway or Woodward, moom? It was a gorgeous day and, on a whim, I said, “Let’s take Woodward!” So much fun. Here we go, quite a bit south of Bloomfield Hills and Cranbrook, entering the city of Detroit. Look at that beautiful sky!

On down into the “inner city” past a crazy looking police-type situation and the DIA and MOCAD and eventually we got to our fave Green Dot restaurant, following a red-light-running incident (someone was channeling Grandroobly) and a loud rock’n’roll singing thing that I wish I had a pitcher of. “Talkin’ ’bout my generation.” Liz may have wanted to take us somewhere else to eat but the GG was expecting Green Dot and that’s where we went. It is a loverly place where you can choose as many sliders or sides as you want. I got three sliders today: quinoa (yes I eat that stuff), mystery meat, and catfish.

Home again jiggety-jig and soooo taaaaarrred but took a walk to re-energize and then nPJane stopped by to drop off moomincabin laundry that we didn’t have room for after Labor Day and a wee bit of whine, commiseration, and laughter before we all have to jump back into the Adult World after this beautiful weekend.

Hope your weekend was good. Love y’all, KW.

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