I Give up.. some day during my week... more than a few weeks in

The masks are great. They only pulled out a few eyebrow hairs, and are currently still intact. Emma and Natasha both did one on each other, which they found very amusing. I was a lttile worried when Emma ( who went first) was running around the house screaming , sometimes her "fun" scream and her "pain" scream sound awfully close. She complained of it " suctiononing" her face as it was drying. I don't think it caused too much damage, her face has retained its normal oval shape, although I do recall it being a bit of a wierd feeling as it hardened on your face.

After school sometimes we pack a snack and head to the hill, not for skiing, but for "luge". We are hardened athletes, to be participating in such a crazy sport. Falling off your areodynamic, olympic worthy sled is not a lauging matter. Not only that, but I have to borrow my sled, one that is made for a much narrower bottom. My sled gave a valliant effort, but was forced to break in half, forcing me to finish my slide with no protection.

Calling sledding "luge" really makes it feel more age appropriate. I love the french language!

Since sledding is not my forté, I tried my luck on a giant slalom course. Thats right, I entered a competition, a ski competition, On a snowboard. Needless to say I blew away the competition, and got awarded a Gold . A big ass trophy for being first and last in my own catergory. Having no one to compete against is the best! I was the only boarder, I fell once, missed a door,ran over another one- but I finished.
...and I got a bloody trophy!

The only crappy part, was that when accepting my trophy, they thought it would be funny to give me the microphone to "say a few things". hahaha.

Thankyou?... very much?