Seven wonderful days of snow. Zero which have been with my favorite shred buddy. (Though Josh, you come in a close second..but Erika would kill me if I let you take first so for my safety you're going to have to be second.)
..Soon enough, young grasshopper. Soon enough.
PS Powder alert at Brianhead. It was off the heeeezy. And Mammoth. 13 feet? Like whoa. Looks like I know where my next trip (after UT) will be.
Welp all of my boarding gear just officially filled both of my suitcases. I guess I'll just have to improvise on the whole "clothing" and "toiletry" situation. $25 per checked bag? *scoffs* call me jewish, but that's just gersh dern ridiculous!
Priorites people, PRIORITIES!
PS- I would like everyone to know that I will be making my first apperance of the season at Snow Trails & Mad River Mountain this weekend and Natalie arcave face has already been boarding 7 times this season....in not one, but TWO different states...soon to be three.
Erika's Pity party. You're Invited!
Time to catch up on the shredding!
......that is of course until we finally get to board Big Bear Mountain together in a few weeks!
Me and Julio have a date in Utah tomorrow. Hopefully I'll actually take some pictures this trip, because I've totally sucked arcave in doing that. Weather looks a little sketch, BUT they're getting dumped on. And since I'm on a huge "fresh pow" kick I'll take it - wind and all.
Welp folks. Off to throw the last of my closet floor remenants in a bag and head out. One love.
PS Erika - hold down the fort while I'm gone. Since our blog readers are just offf da heeezy in huur. ;)
Hans (my board) got jacked. Not jacked like "ooh mannn my board is JACKED from riding over those rocks". Jacked like "curse-words to them beezys who stole my Burton!".
Yaaap. Hans has been kidnapped. Not even ransomed. Just full on taken. I was considering pulling a Liam Neeson (look that up) and making death threats via my central intelligence agency shiza. Alas, my heart is/was/will be broken too much to do anything but sulk.
However, the new member of the family will be my very own K2 VaVaVoom Rocker. Yaap. I'm doing it. I guess I don't really have a choice.
Such a pity. Fjekwlake.
On a somewhat more positive note, I just rode 3 days at Timberline, Oregon. That brings this season's total ride-times to 5. And that will increase weekly starting on the 13th.
Erika: "Shirley Temple, on the rocks.." Natalie: "What does 'on the rocks' mean, anyway..?" Brittany (waitress): "With ice. People get drinks with ice, or they get them blended..duh." Natalie: "Welp. Then I want my Shirley Temple BLENDED.." Erika: "Two Shirley Temples, not-on-the-rocks.." Natalie: "Shirley Temple, on the shore; surely!"
When you hear the name ‘Shirley Temple’ you probably think of the adorable child star whose curly locks won their way into your heart years ago. Do not be fooled. That little curly headed hoodrat was nothing but trouble, in every sense of the word. Trust me boys, this isnt the girl you want to bring home to mom. It's time you meet the REAL Shirley Temple.
Things Shirley didnt want you to know, shirley surely. Haha classic.
She had an eating disorder. "Animal crackers in my soup. Monkeys and rabbits loop-da-loop! Gosh oh gee but I have fun....swallowing animals one by one" Think she even chews..? Or just..swallows that ish whole?
"On the gooooood ship, lollipop its a sweeeeeeet trip to the candy shop" Girl you is bouts tah have a sweet trip to the surgeon for gastric bypass! I'm right there with you, Shirls.
She was a hypocrite. Yeah, wait until PETA hears about this one...
20 years later.....
Slave owner. Apparently the Emancipation Proclamation of 1863 meant NOTHING to you, you racist, tap dancing poodle. I bet her daddy threatened him with dismal consequences if he refused to dance. That is the smile of fear, NOT excitement.
Rebel. No one likes a brat. *cough* Shirley Temper.
