I did not wear a witch’s hat but I was in simpatico with all the gals who joined the Dexter Witches Night Out festivities. By the time I walked out of the pub and took this pic, the festivities were basically over (although some of them may have continued at the pub) and taaaared but happy looking women were walking along the sidewalk with witch hats in their hands and toting bags of clothing or props or whatever.

We porterized ourselves at Dexter’s Pub tonight. We haven’t been there much since last spring and I laughed when our waitress recognized the Porters immediately. It had taken a split second for her to recognize the GG and me. Having spent my childhood as the child of a prominent small-town family and a wannabe wild child, I like to be a bit incognito in general so this made me happy

“Remember who you are and act accordingly” was what Moi Mama would often tell me. And just about had a hissy when I wanted to wear jeans to stay at the “fancy” Book Cadillac Hotel in DayTwa. There was some kind of bank meeting that I have very few memories about. I probably wasn’t even at the bank meeting. Mom probably took me and my brother shopping at the downtown Hudson department store where she had worked her first job out of college. My branch of the prominent family was not rich in any way shape or form but I always managed to come out of Hudson’s with a couple of new and stylish outfits. (Thank you mom.)

I appreciate modern hotel room amenities nowadays but that hotel room was NOT memorable. I would’ve rather have stayed with my Detroit grandparents in their quirky art deco house on Mark Twain. Breakfast nook? A basement display of artifacts and pictures from their wedding trip “around the world” that I never tired of? Yes. My grandparents were married a year or so before I was born. My bio grandma Emily died in a car crash when mom was 15. Bolette did not have any children of her own but was a wonderful grandma to me.

Back to the 21st century, what we were a bit unprepared for was how crowded Dexter was tonight. I had an inkling that a warm fall evening and uMich football game tomorrow might bring a lot of people out EVERYWHERE but I had no clue about the witch event. But we know enough to reserve a booth at the pub and it all worked out.

Cackle cackle cackle and g’night🧙‍♀️

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