Today was the day that I put all of that knowledge into action.
Mark and I took today off so that we could go snow tubing at Perfect North Slopes in Indiana with Ben's Cub Scout pack. This was planned and paid for over a month ago, and just our luck, it was 46 degrees outside and raining heavily.
All the way there, while driving through the blinding rain, I kept thinking of why it was going to suck. You might not know this, but Mark and I are not avid skiers. We've each been skiing twice in our lifetime, and I never got past the bunny hill without completely wiping out. Snow tubing seemed like a safe alternative, but we really don't have the "attire" that most people who ski have. For example, we each wore jeans because we don't have waterproof pants. Mark doesn't even have a winter coat, so he wore his leather jacket (Ben was dressed appropriately in a snow suit, don't worry). I just kept imagining the 3 of us in the same hospital room with pneumonia and the doctor saying, "What possessed you to go snow tubing in the cold rain - in blue jeans?" My answer of, "I'm living like I only have 30 days left" probably wouldn't seem logical at that point. In fact, the doctor might tell me I was living accordingly...
Nevertheless, we pulled into the parking lot and Ben was completely astonished at the sight of the hill and the slopes. We got our ticket and headed out toward the hill.
Mark and Ben (still dry and warm) |
heading to the "carpet escalator" |
I made it! I could even take a picture and balance! |
Me & Benny-it's blurry 'cause of the rain! |
Mark & Ben ready to go! |
So, if I only had 30 days to live, I think I would be happy with how I spent today. It would have been so easy to cancel out of this, but I'm so glad I didn't. Sometimes it's fun to be miserable when you're with the right people.
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