Yes, ladies and gentlemen, that is JB standing in front of a black diamond ‘Most Difficult’ trail sign. The man that used to only want to ski groomed runs for a half day is now as much of a skiing addict as I am. He now skis full days on the bumps and through the trees with me. In fact, the man that I used to have to wait for at the bottom of each run is now consistently beating me down every hill now. I’m thrilled!
This picture is of my friends Paul and Laura from Michigan. I used to live in the flat above them in Berkley, MI, and they are truly great friends. We had a blast just hanging out and also hitting the slopes together.
We skied at Northstar on Friday, Sierra on Saturday, and then on Sunday, JB and I skied in a massive snow storm at Mt. Rose. It was a lot of skiing.
On Saturday, JB, Paul and I had a blast discovering trails through the trees at Sierra. It snowed the whole day, so the snow conditions were great. The three of us were doing a bit of off-trail exploring, with Paul leading, and I heard him say, “Woo-hoo, WOAH…. Don’t go this way!!!”
What Paul had thought was a lump of powder actually turned out to be a fallen tree. He stopped on top of the tree, and then had to ski across the tree to get off of it. It was pretty darn funny.
Sunday, after Paul and Laura left, JB and I headed up to Mt. Rose in the middle of a snow storm. It was very foggy on the mountain, so much so that we couldn’t even see the chair lift from the parking lot. The powder was great, though, and for the first time ever, I can actually say that I SKIED the powder instead of freaking out and snow plowing my way through it. And man, was that fun.
Last night, as we were unwinding, JB and I broke out the game of Scrabble that I had given him for Valentine’s Day. You may think that was a lame V-day gift, but I swear he had mentioned several times how he thought we’d be a good match at Scrabble. And we were. He only beat me by 30 points, and it would have been a much closer game if he hadn’t enforced some technicalities…
You see, both of us kind of chuckled at the directions when they said “Agree on which dictionary you are using before you start the game.” We agreed that we’d use JB’s dictionary and began to play.
A while later, he challenged my word of ‘Yo’. Now, according to the Scrabble directions, slang is acceptable as long as it is in the dictionary.
So he went off to get his dictionary, and when I saw it, I knew the thing was ancient. Turns out that JB’s dictionary is older than both of us, as it was published in 1969. I protested vehemently, saying that we needed to use Dictionary.com since it would have current slang listed. He stuck to his guns, saying we had agreed to use his dictionary.
‘Yo’ wasn’t in his dictionary, and despite the fact that it had two listings on Dictionary.com, he made me forfeit my turn. He later challenged my word of ‘Oreo’, which also wasn’t in his dictionary, but had two listings on Dictionary.com. Next time we play, I’m making sure that we use a more acceptable dictionary!!!
Happy Monday to everyone. This will be my first full week of work in three weeks, so it’s sure to be a long one for me!