I'll be going to Michigan this summer. The city I'll be spending the majority of my time in looks just a stone's throw away (okay, I'm looking on Google Maps, but still!) from Rochester Hills.

Kind of queening out
-- you know I'm going to try to make a day out of hauling ass to her high school and other places like it. I may also manage to make it to Bay City.
This must be how my god-fearing grandma felt when she went to Jerusalem a couple of years ago.
