The alarm clock (a.k.a. Sydney and Reagan) went off early Thursday morning so we all got ready to go our separate ways. Kim took the kids to their daily routine, while Brandon took us to the mountain. Since we all had our gear, we went straight to the gondola and up to the slopes. Kyle got his “ski” legs last week in Indiana, but this doesn’t even compare. He and I went to hit the bunny slope so he could practice, and B left to grab some food.
The bunny slope sucked, so we decided to head for the greens and work on some fundamentals. Kyle excused me to go on my own way then check back. I went to look for B at the lodge, but couldn’t find him. I was itchin’ to ski, so off I went. I hit some blues and blacks then managed to find B again. I’d been eyeing the bowls at the top of the peak, so he agreed to go up with me… up to 12,830 feet!
You could go up a little further but you had to walk with all your gear… no thanks. We both got down the double black diamond and decided while we were up there, to do another one then we’d meet up at the end to find Kyle. Well, I had a little trouble the second time. I hit a rock, gained control, but then hit another one. Apparently even though you are so high, there isn’t enough snow cover for everything. I slid about 30 yards and lost my skis. The nice skiers around me collected my belongings. It took me about 10 minutes to figure out how to get 2 skis on while not sliding down any farther and maintaining my balance on a 70 degree slope. I made it, lost Brandon, but headed down to find Kyle.
He was still mastering the greens and working on his “S” skills. He was doing really well, but was ready to call it a day. We caught back up with B and headed to the car. It was a great sunny, clear sky day full of skiing. Just what I ordered!
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I first got my “ninja” phone over 2 years ago. I fell in love with how it opens 2 different ways so you can talk or text with a full keyboard. There weren’t too many of those on the market at that time and this was the thinnest one I found. Since it was so thin, I found myself putting it in my pants pocket with my ID when I would go out so I didn’t have to carry a purse (or luggage as some people would say because of my addiction to oversized purses). Well, the damn thing kept falling out when I’d sit down and ended up pretty scratched and had some water damage. But, I didn’t care, it still worked… unti last summer. It stopped holding a charge for more than 1 day. I figured “no problem” I’ll just charge it every night. A little bit of a pain in the ass, but saved me from putting down any more money for a new phone…. until it finally had it. People could call me, but I couldn’t hear them. Crap.
Good news was I had saved up a New-Every-Two phone credit with Verizon, so of course, just give me the same phone. No need to shop. So about three months ago I got my brand new silver Alias. I protected it with kid gloves. It had a specific spot in my purse where no keys, pens, anything could scratch it. I always made sure to put it in my front pocket, not back so it wouldn’t slip out. Last week, I cracked the front cover. No clue how this happened or when this happened. It’s under warranty so I figure I’ll take it back after my Colorado trip, in case more damage happens there on the slopes. Well, not sure it’s even gonna last through that trip now.
This morning, at work I bent over in the bathroom stall to get some toilet paper to blow my nose with. My phone was in my front jacket pocket. I bent over just enough for the thing to perfectly slip right out and deep into the toliet. My first thought was “F*&% my phone!” My second thought was “F*&% I have to stick my hand WAY down in that toliet!!” Good thing I chose the stall that had just been cleaned. I took the battery out and dried everything off for the past 4 hours. It looks like it’s back in service now, but my front screen is screwed.
I need to get one of those lanyards like babies have for their pacifiers.
Don’t the weather gods know I’m leaving for Colorado tomorrow and I would prefer to see the snow out there and not here?! We had our major snow dump last week of 12.5 inches. Most we’ve had in Indy at one time for 13 years, or something like that. So I was hoping it was done with. I don’t enjoy snow where I live. I prefer to travel to it, enjoy it, then leave to return to the clean streets of home. My normal 22-32 minute commute turns into over 2 hours when snow falls. Yesterday I’m at work, and everyone rushes over to the windows around 4:30pm… Of course, I must go see. It literally looked like I was in an office building inside a snow globe that someone had just shaken up for 5 minutes. It was a white-out. Strangely, it lasted about 20 minutes, nothing accumulated and it was gone. Phew… no long commute home like last week.
This morning, I get up and at 6:45 am, the roads are clear. No snow, no ice, traffic is flowing. I decided to actually sit and have cereal at home, then get ready for work. I walk out the door at 7:45 am…. F’in blizzard is back! Once again, I had a 2 hour drive to work AND had to stop for gas. Great start to my day. WFD was in full effect.
NOTE TO SELF: If you move somewhere with major weather patterns, make sure they have good public transportation so you can be productive while commuting instead of playing Freecell while driving 4 miles an hour to work.
I’m saying good bye to year 30 of my life today. It’s on to year 31. I have many fond memories of my life as a 30 year old. I don’t even hesitate to say it was the best year of my life so far. So many adventures, new friends, traveling. I will take a minute here to reflect on some of my highlights so if I get windy, just stop reading and we are no longer friends. When I’m 100 and losing my mind, I’ll need this blog to remember what I used to do!!!
- Purdue Pete delivering my birthday cake
- Week of skiing and rejuvenation in Steamboat
- Final Four in San Antonio
- PR’d my mini-marathon with the help of my brother and broke my goal of under 2 hours.
- A couple of Cubs games
- Got downsized from my job
- 14 week sabatical in the gosh darn middle of summer… such a shame
- Vacationed in North Carolina
- Turned a shade of golden brown that I’ve never seen before. )My friends asked me to stop going out in the sun.)
- Completed my first Sprint Triathalon and Urban Adventure Race.
- Placed 2nd in the CCA Kickball league and learned to catch a ball without using the “twins”
- Spent a day at a Med-Check clinic in Vegas
- Climbed 3 14’ers in Colorado
- Got a kickass job
Thanks to all my family and friends that made 30 so special to me. Here’s to hoping 31 is just as fun! We’ll kick it off right tonight with some Saki Bombs!