It’s been incredibly hot and humid in Southwestern Ontario, and anyone within driving distance has camped out near the closest watering hole. Fortunately for us, we have the Great Lakes at our doorstep–or, alternatively, a lovely outdoor swimming pool. Exhibit A: me, second from left in my new flowered bathing suit, soaking up the rays beside the pool with my new peeps.
The lifeguards are pretty strict when it comes to enforcing pool rules. This means no food and no spirits allowed. (Guess that swim-up bar is out of the question.) However, the venturesome (and sneaky) among us have managed to smuggle in what we lovingly refer to as, using air quotes, “WATER”–plain old tap water infused with wine. No wonder we’re hitting up the lifeguard to take our picture. 🙂