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the family and i went to my dad’s house for our annual summer visit. last year we went for joseph’s birthday and i think it migth become a tradition. i arrived at my aunt’s house after work and we left saturday morning, arriving at my dad’s house for about 7pm. we make some usual stops along the way to eat, pee and shop.
i love going to my dad’s house because ita peaceful (provided the visitors shut thier mouths). in my dad’s backyard there is a squirrel and a chipmunk who like to be hand fed. i look forward to that. the chipmunk is so gentle when taking peanuts from my hand, the squirrel is speedy, plucks the nut then runs. the birds are cool too but they run away too fast to hand feed.
sunday we went to the beach which was great. the sun was hot, the sand was hotter let me tell u my feet were burnt. we also had a picnic which reminded me of old times with my dad. after the beach we had a bbq in my dad’s backyard.
monday i read my book and drank coffee.
tuesday we had to leave. it took us a record 15 hours to get home as we had to wait 3 1/2 hours for the ferry but it was worht it. the Chi-Cheemaun is a great ferry, there is a gift shop complete with a very good looking guy behind the counter, reasonable priced arcade games, and a fabulous view with multiple decks to view from. but a word to the less wise don’t stand too close to the toilet when flushing (vacuum toilets will take ur shirt off!) i love stopping at the native trading posts (although all they take is money). i bought 2 post cards, a t-shirt and a tank top to mark my exploration of Sault St. Marie and Manatulin Island. all in all it was a good trip.

you think people are your friends until u find out from facebook postings that they were married and your invitation never arrived. guess i know who my true friends are. the ones who invite me their wedding. guess they’re not coming to mine.