Sunday, November 19, 2017

It's That Time of Year


Most people think the Island completely closes down for the winter, but that's not exactly true. In fact, in some cases, this is the time of year when things begin to start - building projects for example. 

I walked by this spot on Market Street yesterday, soon there will be a new B&B.

Thursday, November 9, 2017

Today


I think riding my bike to school this morning may have been a mistake.

Photo by Carlie Bertrand

Thursday, November 2, 2017

Me, Too


I was nineteen and working at a small, family owned, grocery store as a cashier. He was a stock guy, and he scared the daylights out of me.

Every day, at work, he would ask me out, and every day I would turn him down. Day after day after day this went on. Until, after turning him down yet again, he grabbed me by the arm and said, "You don't understand - I get what I want and right now I want you." I jerked my arm away and said something back to him like, "Well that's not going to happen," and went back to work. 

Later that night, when the store closed at eleven, I started walking home. It wasn't far, maybe a mile or so, on well-lit, streets. All was well until I was walking onto the porch of my house and I realized someone was walking toward the house from down the street. It was him; he had followed me home. And now, he knew where I lived. Oh crap. As you can imagine, I didn't sleep much that night. Luckily I lived with lots of other people, so I was rarely in the building alone.

The next day (after arranging with a friend to come walk me home) I went into work early. I took the owner aside and asked if he had a few minutes to meet with me. We sat in his office; he chain-smoked while I broke down into tears and told him everything. I'll never forget his response to me. He took a long draw on his cigarette, exhaled slowly and said, "Go home. Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

The next day, when I arrived for my shift,  Creepy Stock Guy wasn't there; nor was him name on the new schedule posted on the wall. The owner took me aside later, "He won't bother you again," he said, "In fact, if you even see him around town again, let me know."  Despite only having worked there for a month or so, I hugged him. I was so appreciative of his support. To this day I have no idea what my boss said to the guy who followed me home. Thankfully I never saw him again.

"If all women who have been sexually harassed or assaulted wrote 'Me too' as a status, we might give everyone a sense of the magnitude of the problem." - Alyssa Milano

Monday, October 30, 2017

Halloween 2017

Anyone who knows us, knows we love Halloween. So I shouldn't have been surprised when the kids saw these giant heads at Wal-Mart (back at the beginning of September) they begged to get them. At $19.99 each, I couldn't resist. All I had to do was make a couple of fleece suits (which was easy after I managed to find the directions that went with the pattern I had.) 

It's a good thing it's chilly this time of year in Northern Michigan, because both kids were overheating in those heads when we went trick-or-treating through town on Saturday.  Luckily, a little sweat didn't stop the fun...


Of course, I had to get in on the action, too. This year all the teachers at the school decided to go as trolls. I kind of like the giant pink wig I made; it's rather slimming, don't you think? I followed the basic tutorial I found here, although I did the hairline differently - and I added the ears.

Just wait until I get a picture of Allen in his Troll outfit. His hair and beard match!


Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Not-So-Glamorous

Life on Mackinac Island isn't always lilacs, rainbows and beautiful pictures.  Some days, like today, it's riding your bike to and from work in the pouring rain.


Despite having yet to find a pair of rain-proof fall gloves, I wouldn't trade living on Mackinac for the world. Even if it means getting soaked occasionally...

Monday, October 23, 2017

Hitchhiker


As I pushed my bike into the school bike racks this morning I noticed a stowaway. This little snail managed to hold on to my bike's chain guard for the one mile trip down the hill.

I wonder how long the trip would have taken him without the lift...

Monday, October 16, 2017

Youch


This weekend, during a very windy night, this boat broke off its mooring and washed up on the beach. All day Sunday and all day today she was stuck on the shore. I believe the waves let up enough tonight so they were able to pull her off the beach.

Hopefully, there's not too much damage.