That's what the street folks call it.
Atleast that's what I've heard.
And I am happy to report a few things:
FIRST - We are not living in Detroit. I felt I needed to clarify. We are living in a quaint, family friendly, beautiful little suburb right on the river. Wyandotte is its name. And because I'm feeling extra nice today, I'll help you pronounce said town correctly. All together now........."Wine-dot"
SECOND - It really is beautiful there. My heart feels all a flutter just thinking of leaving behind my boring and dusty rocks in the back yard, and my beige house in my beige neighborhood for green, green, green. Green trees, green grass, and the river is mostly green too. (You prolly wouldn't want to swim in it.)
And THIRDLY , if thirdly is an actual word.....
An adorable and super small 1920s Bungalow, complete with 3 bedrooms, a big front porch, 2 car garage, and a great fenced back-yard. I love it.
And it's only 3 minutes from the hospital. Mike loves that.
I actually think I might be ready for this. To haul my family across the country and start a new life there.
Here I come Michigan,
my new Home Sweet Home!