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Because I have every other weekend child-free I work hard to try and pack them full of things that matter; things that I cannot do when I have a child in the house.
Saturday started with snowboarding. He and a friend of his picked me up, with the grease and coffee that I requested when he called and I got giddy. It was the first time I really got to hang out with this particular friend of his. Turns out he’s pretty cool and a little bit snoopy, as he totally went through my phone. I have no idea what he found, but I’m going to guess he knows that I have the hots for his friend.
When we talked the night before we kind of thought that I’d be boarding with the friends and he would be on his own, because he’s sort of way more hardcore than they are, which was OK by me. But in the end we kind of got ditched on the gondola ride up so we ended up sticking together all day. We did a couple of runs with the friends after lunch but they ditched us pretty quick.
We did some gossiping about the other half of the group among the three of us who rode together in the truck, and now that I think about it, I’m wondering if the other half of the group did any gossiping about the rest of us? I TOTALLY would have asked if Crushboy and I were having relations if I was from the other half of the group – he picked me up, he stayed w me all day even though I’m not exactly fast, AND I’m not really in the circle of friends – I’m his friend from work who he is pretty close with. Yeah, from the outside I think I’d question that.
I made progress in the trees. Got through some nice, narrow stuff and didn’t freak out… I’m so so close to being able to not fear the blacks too much, but not yet. Almost. That will be my goal for next year. Also I went up on goat’s eye for the first time ever, AND I did the ski out. (Again, first time.)
Crush slept in the back and the other friend drove us home. We chit chatted all the way back, and I think he is pretty cool, this friend. I take it back, he wasn’t actually sleeping, but he was laying down comfortably. And piping up whenever he had something to say. Now I’m wondering if he thought I was coming off as flirty. Or did I? I’m a little bit uncomfortable about it now that I think back, because crushboy knows me so well.
After a shower and some food I met up with some of my girlfriends. We crashed a party at a community center. Some of us had lots to drink… Spent the evening playing fun singing games, drinking games, and dancing!
And today I washed the beer that was spilled on my head out of my hair. And slept. And recovered, because jesus lord, this is what a hangover is. I had forgotten. Gin does not do this to me.
So guess who just realized she could post from her phone? It’s like tweeting except w unlimited characters. Probably won’t do anything for the quality of writing but will definitely increase frequency.