Monday, February 7, 2011

The afternoon...

Today after work, I'm going up to Kamas. And then. . . tomorrow... I'm going ... SKIING. This could be terrifying folks. You may never hear from me again. Then again I could be the next idiot savant skier... but probably not. I'm really just crossing my fingers and hoping to not fall over a lot. That's pretty much as far as I get when I'm thinking about this. Please, please, please let me... let me...not come home with a bruise. Or 20. I'd much prefer that. Also I hope that my in-laws don't think I'm really bad at this, as this is what they do for a living. Basically I'd prefer not to look like an idiot.
Unless it's the savant kind. I could live with that.