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Monday, June 18, 2007 

A tentative yes to ankle socks

So I'm back from the traditional Father's Day camp/canoe/drink extravaganza, and it was a lot of fun as it always is. I got too many mosquito bites (one is too many!) but managed to avoid most sunburn by scrupulously (not to say obsessively) spraying myself with SPF 50. I even finally bought a cooler, something I'm not sure how I got through 25 years in Southern Ontario without. I need to get back to work now, but it was awfully nice having a weekend out in the relative wilderness (very relative - we've been taking this trip since I was about 10, and there are a lot of amenities at this point). I'm not going to lie, though, sleeping in my own bed last night was exceptionally nice.



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