skiing

I went skiing for the first time this year today. It didn't go too well. I will survive though. Let's just say the day ended with riding the lift DOWN the mountain while listening to Alyson tell those riding up one of the following(while pointing at me):

she's hurt

she fell down

she was too scared

she's single

We're not real skiers, we just came to ride the lift

We are only here to find boyfriends

Don't go down Bearclaw-you will hate your life

In the end I did get one phone number and a whole bunch of weird looks.

I'm pretty sure I just hear santa walking around upstairs, so I need to go to sleep. Merry Christmas!