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I had planned on writing this post up later, but I'm near enough in the mood to write it that I think I will just do it now. :>

So I got back from Ontario last night, or rather, very VERY early this morning... It was a fun week and a half. I won't go into all the details, because most of them are rather boring, or, to read about them would be rather boring. Suffice it to say that I spent most of the week and a half either swimming in the lake, partaking in various watersports (tubing, waterskiing, knee-boarding, going on the sailboard) or sun tanning because it was 35 degrees almost every single day!!!! :>

I had an interesting adventure on the sail board.. (Windsurfind board minus the sail and attached to the boat) Hali, a girl named Nera and I were on the board when Ted stopped paying attention to where he was driving the boat and ran over a HUGE rock that's only about 6 inches under the water. There was a buoy alerting boaters and the like to the existance of said rock, but as previously mentioned.. Ted wasn't paying attention. So there was a great loud scrape when the boat ran over the rock and the motor snagged on the buoy and took that along with it. So Ted stopped the boat as soon as he'd realized what he'd done, but of course, unknown to us three on the sailboard, Ted had stopped so that the rock was directly below us. When the sailboard isn't moving it is very, very difficult to remain balanced, so we all toppled off. Hali and Nera had been sitting, so they didn't hit the rock hard at all, but I had been standing on the sailboard and when the board finally tipped me off, I kind of jumped off it and therefore came down very hard knee first into the rock. I hit the rock hard enough on my right knee to cause some nerve damage resulting in a numb patch that lasted most of the rest of the day. I also got some scrapes on the back of my left leg. Due to the very resilient nature of my veins, I have almost no bruising at all, but do have some chunks of skin missing from my knee. It's just lucky that the board hadn't still been moving, or I would have huuuge gashes all along my leg. Not so fun.

I also got a kneeboard to the nose, but that was earlier. Seems I was the one elected to be hurt this year. (Apparently every year at least one person gets at least somewhat hurt. Wheee..)

Another sailboard adventure Hali and I had was on the last day that we were there. My mum, being the spotter at the time, wasn't paying hardly any attention at all, so I decided to jump off and see how long it took her to remember to look in on Hali and I and discover that I was missing. I had been hoping that Hali would jump off too, but she didn't. It would have been so much more effective if my mum had looked back and found nothing but a white board and no children to speak of. As it was, I jumped off and the boat continued on, and on, and on, and on... They probably would have gotten all the way to the other end of the lake if Hali hadn't started yelling and screaming and got my mum's attention. So they weren't as far away as I had hoped, but my mum did start watching us much more closely and I was left bobbing in the water for less time therefore greatly reducing my chances of being run over a boat. Which would not have been very pleasant at all.

So all in all it was a lovely vacation involving lots of sun, water, and naming of woodland creatures. (A family of baby chipmunks for examples, whose names I cannot remember anymore. I do know that there was Al and Francine, but the other two, no idea. We also named two fish who seemed to like our company quite a bit Ernie and Eeshie.)