What on EARTH!?

Yes I’ve been missing…hibernating…sulking in the darkness.

I had so much fun over Christmas and then, upon getting home, the inevitable sets in and I’m in the post Christmas blues.  Normal day to day life feels awkward and weird, pondering why on earth I do life this way.  Sulking about not having my mommy to help me (and Jennie’s entire clan and Juliet and Mark and Jilly and Cornelius) out anymore.

So that’s where I’ve been…yes please call me the wambulance…I need to whine some more.

While on the subject of whining.  MY BUM BUM HURRRRRTTTSSSS

I had a great idea over Christmas to go snowboarding with Brent.  I haven’t gone for like eight years, I had gone about 6 times my first year of college and I had learned to carve and I just loved it soooo much.  So snowboarding we went.

I forgot that snowboarding actually required muscles…and a body that’s in relatively good shape…

We got to the top of the hill and my body had forgotten how to carve.  It took me about twenty minutes to get into the swing of things again.  I landed on my bum sooooo many times and it was fine but then near the end I landed on such an angle, and on such hard snow that it took my breath away.

Being as competative as I am, I couldn’t let Brent see my weakness.  I don’t like being someone who’d give up, I don’t like being a party pooper and I don’t like looking stupid.  So up I stood to try again and again and soon I was carving in the snow…too fast but I was too prideful to not keep up to my husband, who, never had a problem remembering how to carve…at all.

It wasn’t even close to being the best snowboarding day of my life.  My boots hurt me to the point where i wanted to cry by the bottom of the hill…too tight.  So I had to fix that and then once i had good boots and I was able to carve and enjoy the hill…well…my legs were killing me.  Ya…that whole in shape thing.

It was still fun though.  I was proud of myself for being stubborn enough to just go for it despite the fact that I was terrified…I HAD to keep up to my husband.  It’s because I have an older brother that I had to keep up with so he’d think I was still cool.  

So now my bum hurts, a lot.  It’s been like two weeks since I fell and it hurts pretty much the same now as it did the day I hurt it.  I hate tail bone injuries.  They last FOREVER!!!  So I’m going to whine about my my bum for the next few years and you just gotta take it okay?

Today is just a grumpy day.  Silas is grumpy, he’s beating on me.  Grumpy grumpy grump grump.

The end.