Yes! Michigan

I can still sing the song from the Michigan tourism commercials that aired during my childhood - Yes! Michigan, the feeling forever. That random exclamation mark is not mine - it was added by the marketing peeps.

Yes! I was in Michigan this past weekend. My friend Misty and her husband Jeff were celebrating their wedding with a reception at Johnson Park. I enjoyed the reception and the weekend. In fact on Saturday night as I was crawling into bed I realized I had done so many of my favorite things in one day, and Monday as I flew back I realized I had done so many of my favorite things that weekend. So - in lieu of a boring itinerary, here are a few of my favorite things about Michigan. (in no particular order)

The Fulton Street Farmer's Market: No, and I mean No, farmers market in Denver can ever compare to a farmers market in Michigan. This market was full of farmers, not sauces, skirts, dog treats and prepared food. I loved that you could barely move, and that there were so many choices that it felt like a challenge and a sport to find the very best produce at the very best price. Plus, there were whoopie pies right Joy? The farmers markets here should be called community markets, sure there may be one or two farmers there, but they're certainly not the focus.

The People: I got to see so many people this weekend - my family, friends, random people I ran into on accident, and Burt. Joy, Burt and I got to spend a lot of time together this weekend and it was wonderful. I wish that someone would invent an easier way to travel quickly like teleporting or something so that I could see these lovely people more often, but still live out here in Denver.

The Beach: I felt the sand between my toes. Nothing can compare to that feeling! On Sunday Burt, Joy and I went out to Grand Haven. They were having a little arts festival (I was unimpressed) and then we sat out on the channel for a while and eventually walked out to the end of the pier. It was a bit chilly (way to go random Michigan weather) but it sure was nice to walk barefoot down the pier and feel that sand.

Oberon: I love Oberon. I got to drink plenty of it, at the wedding and then out afterwards. Burt also opened my eyes to the 5 liter mini-keg of Oberon which was so much easier to get back to Denver than trying to pack up a bunch of bottles. More beer, less glass. What more can a girl ask for? I'm looking forward to sitting in the backyard, grilling out and enjoying the Oberon. I already have my orange wedges!

All in all it was a great weekend, and I can hardly believe that Burt will be here to visit in about a month and then I'll be back to Michigan at the end of August. What a busy summer!