As the non-blogged days often are, a true whirlwind blew through after the last post. Thursday evening we did make it out to celebrate the end of MBA classes for me. We hit Ann Arbor's favorite Depot Street watering hole, Casey's Tavern. We had a drink and a sandwich and watched Detroit sports and talked. Afterwards, like a true MBA, I had to run back to school to print a few things, but we headed home directly for a nightcap and to watch "Harold & Maude."
Friday morning we got up at a very un-spring-break time and (whippeeee!) got back in the Vibe for a trip north to Grand Traverse. We met the baker, the florist, the chef and the disc jockey in a quick pan-Traverse tour. There weren't too many decisions to make, but we did clarify myriad details about timin...who is doing what when and with whom. Then it was time to go home. The deer lined the highways - we must have seen close to 200 whitetails - but were, to a tail, uninterested in even looking up as we passed. We talked with parents and had subs, but it still felt like a long trip. The silver lining is that the next time we head through Kalkaska we'll be on our way for the festivities to begin.
Today felt like Sunday, which made it even more cruel that I had a high noon team meeting at Ross. It wasn't wonderfully productive, but we wrapped at 3 anyway and Jenelle and I had an afternoon of boat-reminiscing provided by free magazines which arrived from the Detroit Boat Show that transitioned quietly into an evening of APHC and wedding invitation paper cutting with a side of quesadillas.