This weekend, Hubbin’s sister, Sila, came up with her entourage. We headed to Snowflex to fake ski/tube. I’m not what you would call an “outdoor activity” kind of girl, but you know, I decided to shock Hubbin by participating and decided to go down the baby slope in a tube. Then I got super daring and went on a
Let me explain that this isn’t snow. The best way I can describe it is the non-fuzzy part of velcro, but about an inch long and water sprays so it slides like snow (I suppose, I don’t like the cold so I don’t go sledding). So, I jumped on the knee board and got mostly to the end before this happened:
Then I decided I was much too injured to participate so I did this mostly the rest of the time:
Then I watched everyone slide down, which was really cool, and I went down the big slope by myself, TOTALLY like a big girl, and so did my older kid and my two year old niece, so maybe that’s not an actual huge feat.
And that was my weekend. There was more, but I am tired because once again, I have not learned to nap when The Little One naps. Suffice to say that the rest included another egg hunt, being attacked by a tree, and rearranging furniture three times.
It also included a steak on Friday and one today, so it was all worth it.
Happy Easter, y’all. Today is a really important day, and I won’t go on another tangent, but this picture I took at the beach two weeks ago really says it all to me:
It is finished.