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We spent the last weekend of the year up in Maine with Neil and Karen at their "log cabin", in company with Neil's parents. Thanks to them, we managed to steal half a day's skiing by ourselves.
We drove out to the inner-tube hill, but the children were too young (yet another obstructive symptom of an over-litigious society), so we bought a few sleds in Ames (RIP) and found our own hill.
The men saw in the New Year in the hot tub under the stars, but all the ladies had wimped out
and retired to bed. Gregg cooked roast lamb for New Year's Day.
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