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Saturday, March 5, 2011

Ann Arbor, MI: Crystal Clarity

Today my mom and I woke up, gave grandma a weepy kiss goodbye and headed on our second leg of our three part trip. It’s amazing the little things that you just ‘forget’ when you are not immersed in that environment anymore. The mind is devious and truly represses that which is unpleasant. When we got to the car outside grandma’s house there was a layer of ice and the about 2 inches of snow heaped on top.

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NOT HAPPY TO BE DIGGING OUT THE CAR

Of course I had to unbury the car, scrape the windows and freeze my little bits off in the process. Ahhhh I remember now east coast a big reason why I decided to dump you and move west... you suck!

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WE ARE NOT IN LALA LAND ANYMORE TODO

We left grandma’s house and drove five hours south to the Detroit area. As we moved further south I was slightly sad that the fabulous snowy landscape dwindled. Thankfully we had decent weather for the drive; a four hour road trip is difficult enough without a blizzard and icy snow conditions to contend with.

My mother and I had to stop into the National Coney Island as we passed through Detroit.

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NATIONAL CONEY ISLANDS A MICHIGAN MUST

It’s a fabulous old school diner and is consistently packed. Now this place is cheap, I know that it isn’t exactly top notch. It’s not gourmet either. However it’s such an institution and it’s what we associate with being home in Detroit.

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MOM IS SO EXCITED SHE CAN BARELY WAIT

If this were Jerry Seinfeld, this would be Monk’s Cafe. Chocolate shakes, chilli cheese fries and a of course the Hani... you just can’t beat it.

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THE HANI IS THE BEST THING EVER

After we ate I dropped mom off at her sisters and continued on to Ann Arbor, I was excited to finally see Mrs. Jewel. One of the worst things about moving so often is when I have to leave behind people that a I truly cherish. I occasionally will wish that all my close friends lived near me, that we could get together often for BBQ's and birthdays. The reality is that right now we see each other rarely and once we all start having children of our own that will make those occasional visits even more difficult to manage.

I pulled up just as the snow started to really come down so we decided to stay in for a quiet night rather than fight the weather to go out. See we are getting old, I never thought about weather when I had plans to go out, but now in my older age I modify plans just to avoid a little blizzard.

She cooked a roast, her husband built a fire, we sat curled on the
floor and talked for hours and hours. Nothing beats a warm comfy fire and Michigan fires to me are the best. With the freezing cold blizzard raging outside we sat snuggled close to the warmth whispering about our hopes and dreams just as we have since the fourth grade. There is something really comforting and special talking to someone that knows you so well, who knows where you came from and has a clear idea who you really are.

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NOTHING LIKE A NICE HOT FIRE ON A COLD WINTER NIGHT

We were sad that neither of us were into cameras when we were younger and that both of our parents weren't either. We couldn't remember one photo of us from our childhood. We both promised to look and see if we could find a photo of us together. Mrs. Jewel couldn't find a single one and sadly I could only find one with both of us in it.

The photo was taken at my fifth grade birthday party. It was a
sleepover and there were about 10 girls all-around the age of 10. I
remember that party clearly, it was one of the best parties ever. We had a dance competition, there was a balloon stuffing race (we had to fit as many balloons as we could into our pyjamas) and we even practiced some cheerleading moves; which is how we ended up in a pyramid in the photo above.

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MRS. JEWEL IS THE ONE IN THE WHITE SHIRT TO THE LEFT, I AM TO THE RIGHT IN THE MICHIGAN SHIRT

Mrs. Jewel was such a big part of my childhood and I am so incredibly thankful to still be close with many of the girls I grew up with. Friendships, like Mrs. Jewel, Ms. Ivey, Ms. Italian and Ms. Dancer, lasting 25+ years have a certain kind of crystal clarity, a unique kind of bond because love like I have with them holds no secrets.

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FRIENDS FOREVER

I adore you Mrs. Jewel, cheers to another 25 years of friendship.

3 comments:

lilmansworld said...

Its a sin to recreate the Hani, so don't do it!

Cortney said...

Mr. Bulldog would be so happy to see you in a Michigan shirt :)

paul peggy zeus said...

I totally agree Jenn, I've had many other chicken wrap sandwiches and NOTHING can compare to the Coney Island version. Mrs. Jewel is the PERFECT nickname for this beautiful GEM of a friend. I love you, Mrs. Jewel, you are so special.

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