dixième joour

Things have been flying by around here!
The last few days have been Emmas ski competitions. She does Slalom and ..super giant Slalam! And yes , that is the name.. I would like to be part of such an aweomse sport name.
She did pretty good (I think), and I thought they were going pretty fast. We watched olympic coverage of it though and it made them look like turtles.

I made supper the other night- Terriaki chicken, rice , steamed vegtables, and apple crumble for desert. It all went over rather well with only one minor setback. The crumble turned out delicous, except for the fact that you could break teeth on it (way better the next day, it softened up). No one told me that the stove was in Farenheit and not Celcius...

My recent trip to the ski hills washroom facilities has solidfied my thoughts on never going to the bathroom outside your house. I know most of you have been through it, but really.. a squat hole? Do you face the wall or out? i have no flipping idea.. And who came up with the bringht idea of lights on a timer? I am trying not to pee on my shoes, and the damn light goes out. Each stall is completely closed off from the main room so it was pitch black. So I fumbled for the light button, which brings me to my next vexation. Who the hell puts slippery linoleum in ski resort bathrooms? Everyone is wet and dripping from the snow, creating a slip-and-slide foor amidst the already unsavory circumstances.

Years of gymnastics, and my balance had to fail me now.. ew ew ewwwwww.
I did eventually break out of the hell hole, but i'm pretty sure I must have scared some poor child out of the bathroom with my steady stream of swears. I won't apologize for them this time though, because they were very well fucking waranted.

Condittions OUTside this week have been lovely, I don't look like a snowman anymore, but just a very happy santa claus. Having less layers on also improves my boarding.. I can move without so much effot:) There is always a negative side though, my falling hurts much more.

I love Laurence. I was appologizing for eating all the chocolate the other day, I have no self control. It is sooo delicous! One little piece.. and then another.. and then you realize the whole damn bar is gone. She laughed at me, adn then asked me if I had realized that the nutella we bought yesterday was gone. She does the same thing , but with a spoon.
We had a big long conversation about her living in Africa, she has been and done some pretty wicked stuff. She lived in Nigeria, and Benin for two years, with the french version of peace corps.