Here are Christine's top 10 favorite Michigan pasttimes:
Battling crazed, elbow-throwing soccer moms for the perfect pumpkin at the Zeeb Road pumpkin patch.
Shuffling along leafy sidewalks on crisp fall days, wearing everything I own, while joggers dash by in tank tops and shorts.
Answering my doorbell at 10 p.m. to see two women with a cat. They had found the animal that afternoon and were ringing doorbells to find the owner.
Driving over orange traffic cones along Interstate 94 with other cheating Detroit drivers near the 8 Mile Road exit.
Walking into an insanely large discount store for a pack of hot dogs, and walking out with three cases of Snapple, a pumpkin carving kit and a stuff-it-yourself beanie sofa.
Staying up to midnight, watching the Giants throw the World Series.
Restaurant baked potatoes smothered in cheese, bacon and onion -- no vegetables available.
Reading the "restaurant inspections" column in the Ann Arbor News:
"Bottle of disinfectant mixed with salad dressings"
"Rat poison, grated cheese look suspiciously alike"
"Frozen meat patties used as hockey pucks"
Marching in Saturday's anti-war protest in Ann Arbor with demonstrators and dogs wearing signs ("Bark for Peace"). Then we grabbed some lunch and spent the afternoon at the House of Sofas.
AND THE NUMBER ONE FAVORITE PASTTIME IN MICHIGAN ...
Attending a 4-year-old girl's birthday party that lasted until 4 a.m. and involved jello shots and bounces in a rented, blowup moonwalk in the back yard.