Monday, January 31, 2011
Gingerbread - the trusted food of skiing the double blacks
At one point, I got so frustrated and he was being so patient with me. He was great and tried to tell me how to do it but I was so frustrated that I.......well yes this is hard to confess for me.....I might have shed a few years. But the sun was in my eyes and the snow was on my face too! Ok, so I cried and laugh about it now. But after 3 LONG hours of falling, tumbling, telling him how much I wanted to go home and eat a hamburger, I finally got it! I actually made it down a green without falling! Before that, I took a tumble into a ditch.....wipeout for sure and tumbled up a mountain (how do you do that again?) One time I fell under the ski lift and a group of guys on the ski lift above me asked how the snow felt? Then the girls behind them said they liked my pants and I said, "thank you and they look better covered in snow."
So I recovered and went out the next day. I thought I would NEVER EVER do a blue because it looked super hard. But he managed to talk me into it and I made it down after a few tumbles and one time flying down the mountain backwards......ok, thank goodness we didn't have a camera. I was flying down the mounatin backwards, screaming and laughing the entire way with my fingers in the snow trying to get myself to stop. I could hear people yelling, "Just fall". I finally fell and laughed so hard!
So our first ski trip was success after I was about to quit. I took Grandmother's Gingerbread and we had that for breakfast so it is now my breakfast of champions! Until next year.....