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So. like I took a week off work that was void of travel and spent the entire week enjoyng the outdoors. Weather was extremely warm and after doing the early mornin g yard chores, it was off to the recreation of the day (except for the 5am reverie onfishing day......) Mountain biked on Monday by the local B&Bs.. Fishing on Tuesday. Riding the Hawg to the beach on Wednesday. Golfing (swoosh, cussing) on Thursday. More golfing on Friday. Riding the hawg through the wine county on Saturday. Sucking up to Val on Sunday. OY. Its all good.

Hi there, how was your week? Have you been watching the weather reports across the country? It’s pretty unstable, eh? I was watching the news and the broadcaster announced that the G8 meetings in Europe was going to focus on the host countries (Germany) agenda to reduce greenhouse gases. “Good” I thought, “it’s about time”. The next news report announced that the goal was to reduce the greenhouse gases by 2050 to 50%. “Did I hear that right”, I mumbled, “that will make me, hum…..97 years old (or, better yet, try how old will the kids or grandkids be)….OY”. The next report announced that the US was blocking the hosts over anxious goal. “Get real”, is what came to my mind. The thoughts that followed are, well, lets just say disgust will sum it up. Anyhow, my week was akin to those stereo-typical country songs. On Monday, I went to get my bike from the shop and the bike wont start. I have to reroup and return tomorrow. Tuesday morning, my beloved Val left a message that she was

Way warm here today....gonna hit 30 and the humidex will go through the roof. I just got home last night. I picked up some virus while on the road in Toronto last week. Whoaa, shivers and such, for 48 hours, YIKES. It was all I had to make the 5 blocks from hotel to train station to catch my ride home. I wont share my flu bug with my staff so I am taking a sick day. Feelin slightly more human 2 day, but I woke up to an empty house and no car. The bike is still in the shop, so, I will have to bicycle down to Colchester to get supplies to make it through the heat. I will stop at the roadside stands and get some fresh fruit for lunch. Its all good. I was sequestered in bargaining for a week so I have not heard a peep from my Boyz and the text messenger has been quiet except for the odd note from the grandkids Mom. Kevin left for a job out West so I dont hear much about my grandchild and I dont care to be Mr. Inbetween, if you know what I mean. Too bad.....nuff said. Cam has decided not to