Get used to it, Mike. I gave up buying clothes for myself years ago. My wife insists on picking them out. She has better taste than I do. The phrase to learn here is, “Yes, dear.”
I am also a native Californian. Born and raised. Now I live in another state. When people ask where I am from, I say “California; the land of fruits and nuts!”
I used to love to ride my bike all over the back roads of our county. Even fancied calling myself a cyclist. No, I was not like Jef. One day, my sister, who lives in Woke-ington state, asked me if I considered the term, “cyclist” offensive. Some people in her group were saying the term should be, “people who cycle.” I told her I had never before heard such nonsense. She agreed it was over the top.
Sure. Go ahead and drive through Detroit or whatever and then back into Canada. Nothing like going through customs twice when you don’t have to.