... here is your big fat chance! Jon has wanted to take me skiing for years and on Thanksgiving morn we thought it was as best a time as any! I have never ached in every inch of my body as I do now! OUCH... I fell so many times, I lost track after the first dozen. Jon and I figured that I rolled, tumbled, slid, and toppled down the bunny hill more than actual skiing. I think I may have said a bad word or two... OOPS! Jon was a saint considering my trials with the hill.
That is awesome! We're hoping to hit the slopes maybe once while we're in town. We're excited to see ya!
ReplyDeleteLu-cky! (think Napoleon Dynamite). I don't think we've been to the slopes since McKinley was born. Sigh...
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