Be proud of me.
I actually bit the bullet, and got my sorry butt out on the slopes.
I didn't even regret it.
Pretty sure if you asked Derek, even he would tell you that I was very pleasant.
No yelling, crying, flailing, swearing, pouting, or any one of the natural outbursts that occur when Kristen and skiing decide to co-mingle.
Absolutely gorgeous day!
|And then this happened. Fair trade. Best part of the month of March.|
|We bathed in the sun for a bit before heading home.|
Tundra don't care.