Today I will head up I-75 on a holiday trek to visit my mom and my cousin.
We may have some sparklers, maybe a hot dog or some other grilled treat. It doesn't matter. The part that I'm focusing on is the few days off of work, away from pretending I care about any such thing when it is finally summer in Michigan.
A glorious season to be had by all.
When I get home from said job, I must finish throwing stuff in my bags and head due north.