Monday, December 11, 2006
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Ha – not really. I just put that title in there to make you want to read it. Surprise, surprise. I survived my birthday weekend ski trip… and I have only a few bruises and a ton of great memories (and pics) to show for it. There was more skiing than falling, more powder on the slopes than up Kate Moss’s nose, and definitely more good times on this annual reminder that I’m one year closer to old than there has been in a long, long while. I’m not going to give you a minute-by-minute account of the festivities, at the risk of making it seem less awesome than it actually was. Because, really - who wants to hear about one of my friend’s ridiculously foul ass emanations or the rousing game of three-letter word Scrabble? I will, however, give you a play-by-play of a few highlights of the weekend: 1) I learned how to ski. Despite falling on my ass quite a few times, somehow getting snow up my back despite the layers of clothes and ski pants/jacket, plowing into some people at the bottom of the slope (why do they make that bottom slope the steepest part if you’re supposed to be slowing down?), and by the end of the day feeling like someone had beat my body with a stick bigger than the one stuck up the roomie’s ass, I had an amazing time. Seriously. It was absolutely exhilarating. Better than rollerblading, even, because falling on snow hurts a lot less than the gravel. I think for a first timer, I did pretty well. Who’s up for seconds? 2) I thoroughly enjoyed the company. My three favorite people from DC were there to share in the fun and we definitely made the most of it. Honestly, there’s nothing like modeling swimsuits when you’re drunk, hot-tubbing outside in the winter, or roadtripping with no worries to make for a fabulous weekend. It wouldn’t have been the same without any of them and I only hope that everyone had as wonderful a time as I did. 3) Not leaving until the late afternoon. Since when am I one to throw in the towel early? No way. Check-out may have been at 11, but we didn’t leave until after 3. Though the pool was a little too public (is that even possible?) for afternoon escapades, it was still a lot of fun A great weekend… And I couldn’t end this without giving a shoutout to the people who made it all possible – you guys are great! Kevin – Thanks for pulling it together and making the dream a reality. It wouldn’t have been able to happen without you, and you’ve totally repaid me for the RedSkins puke-fest. I owe you one. Em – You are always so much fun to be around! I love having someone around who I can be totally uninhibited with and joke and laugh about everything. I’m sooo glad you were able to come. We may not be the best at the winter sports, but we can look good trying. Scott – Have I told you how wonderful you are? Yeah…you are. You definitely made my birthday weekend one of the best, in more ways than one. And, I love the fact that you didn’t criticize my driving, skiing, or singing skills (because I know they all leave a lot to be desired). I’d like to say a few other things, but I’ll save that for a more appropriate venue. Thank-you, thank-you, thank-you to everybody for making it such a great time! |
The weather outside was too beautiful to pass up a chance for a few photos, and the drive back afforded me the opportunity to jam out to my tunes without the usual accompanying embarrassment (I am definitely not the next American Idol).
