My car is packed. I'm all ready to go to Grade 7 School Camp. Drop Damon off at the bus at 8:15 am and Mark at School. I drive down with my car filled to the brim with stuff to feed Damon and to keep us warm. The forecast is rain. Boohoo. I'm looking forward to eating marshmallows and spending time with some girls. I don't get to do that often.