I haz wifi's. Who knows for how long but maybe long enough to get out a quick post.
Went down to Lake Michigan today for a quick visit. It was not so very nice out. Grey and windy and not freezing cold but that penetrating dampness that I so don't miss living in Colorado.
The lake looked more irritated than angry. You should see it when it's angry. But don't go in it when it's angry, trust me on this one.
I tracked a ton of sand into my aunt's car after tramping around on the beach in my trail running shoes. Oops.
Nice view of the Bahai Temple from the Wilmette Harbor. More pictures of the temple here from a trip 2 years ago.
The Village of Wilmette loves rules. Lots of signs everywhere to remind you of the rules in case you forget.
They especially like rules when it comes to dogs. Dogs, even on leash, have not been allowed in any Wilmette parks since the 70's. Now there is a dog beach that you can take your dog to but there are lots and lots of rules and you have to take your dog on a designated route to get to the beach.
There were even more signs about stuff you'd better not even think of doing but the pictures came out too blurry. I think my poor point and shoot camera is starting to go.
Wilmette is also very particular about businesses, signs, etc. This is what a Starbucks looks like in Wilmette.
Do not even think about opening a Walmart or Target or McDonalds in Wilmette. Though maybe it's a good thing that there are some places somewhere that don't have a Walmart or a McDonalds.
Today's big family drama was all about timeshares. My grandfather bought a bunch of weeks of timeshares up in northern Wisconsin during times of the year that no one in their right mind would want to go to northern Wisconsin. Like in February or the end of November or I don't even know when. And the maintenance fees on these weeks . . . yikes is all I have to say. Nobody in the family wants to inherit the timeshares and pay the maintenance fees and go to northern Wisconsin, well, ever, let alone in February. You cannot even give these weeks away and we know because my aunt tried. She gave away 2 of the weeks that weren't in February but the others? No way. And the other aunt is telling me I'm going to eventually be responsible for my share of the maintenance fees even though I haven't been to northern Wisconsin in 20 years or so and I argued vehemently against buying the timeshare back in the 70's. Because even as a teenager I could see this was a bad idea. But my grandfather fancied himself a genius investor and I was just a dumb teenage girl.
Anyway, after much searching for 35 year old pieces of paperwork and going around in circles about this and freaking out by me because I'm having enough trouble right now with my own mortgage let alone property that I don't even want and why on earth would I ever go to northern Wisconsin in February and good gravy people, I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy. So I googled and according to the internets I don't have to inherit anything I don't want to, especially not timeshares with ridiculous maintenance fees in the frozen tundra no matter what sort of genius agreement my grandfather entered into. Now I know googling in the internets is maybe not as good as consulting a lawyer but since we can't find the paperwork that the lawyer needs I'm going to assume the internets knows what it's talking about. Unless any of you would like a free week or three in the frozen tundra.
Two more days. I wonder what adventure awaits tomorrow.