Why I am a Heathen

Evidently you all want dirt on me. Black mail? Maybe. But really it isn't juicy. We went skiing at Spout Springs on Monday. It was fun. Randy decided we should try these other trails further over. I reluctantly went with him. We were skiing in powder.. and not a little it was insane amounts and I was wondering if we were going to get lost and no one would ever find us and children would be left without parents. Why I didn't say anything.. I didn't want to be a wuss. So I kept going. It rocks to be so brave. ha! We get to a point, and sorry for the link, I can't get it to copy, save, or anything, CLICK HERE! And we went past lockjaw.. over to those other trails, the ones with the dotted lines, no longer dashed. (Does this sound smart? Do you get that Randy and I are just learning to ski.. they taught us how to put our skis on in the lesson.) Randy thought we could do it. I thought he wanted to take me off to get rid of me. Trade up for the newer model. (Okay not really... you can't get better than this.)

We kept going further following these lone ski tracks, seriously I don't know what we were thinking. We get to a hill, and then another one further over. I ask Randy what he wants to do, he said to check out the other hill. And like I explained I thought he wanted me to ski over there. I did, and a little down. He asks how is it? Umm.. I can't see the bottom, heck I see a ridge and then trees. Looks deadly.. think we should try it? He tells me to come back. Yeah right. Have you ever tried that on skis in powder so deep? Have you tried to hike up hill in skis? Or ski uphill? Doesn't he get that is why we have ski lifts, people don't do this. I start trying to step, walk, ski up the hill. It wasn't going well, and I kept falling and working my butt off to get up the hill. After just barely standing up to move for the millionth time I fell again and this time I cursed. I wish Darnit had come out.. but it's evil-step-sister did. I know I am a sinner. I felt ashamed. Really, I did. I know better and it is just wrong. I was so done and let it slip. The guilt. Who heard it? Me, the Lord, and Randy. Not millions of people, but I have guilt. I hate doing things like that in front of my husband, completely humiliating.

I took my ski's off and hiked in thigh high powder up the blasted hill and finally we got over to a decent trail and made it down. Lesson learned, don't ski in the deep powder and try and go up hill. I will say things I wish I never had. I apologized to Randy and he laughed.. it makes him giggle when I get that upset. Have I mentioned I am so lucky to have him? Because I am.