Living up to my tagline
Apr 16th, 2008 by Nita
I hate it when there’s a ton going on that I don’t want to talk about. Which is why there hasn’t been a post. I know, I suck.
Took a trip to Tahoe with the crew a couple of weeks ago. Spent a day at Heavenly (yuck) and Kirkwood (sweet). Heavenly kind of sucked the day we went. Too much wind. The best part was parking at the peak on the Nevada side and seeing most of Johnson Lane and Carson City. The worst was the giant patch of ice I hit bombing downhill. The ice was so slick and the angle so steep when I fell I couldn’t stop sliding. Finally dragged myself to a halt by digging in the plastic hooks on my wrist guards. Lay sprawled there on the mountain for a bit like a dork. Eventually got myself up (very carefully) and slid (not boarded) the rest of the way down.
Day 2 at Kirkwood was 100% better. The weather was perfect, the hills were much wider, and there was no ice where I was. My only regret was not trying out the black run, but there’s always next year.
Day three was devoted to my family. Hitched a ride to Gardnerville and spend the day with my sister, her zoo, and the parental units. Watched my baby niece crawl everywhere. My oldest nephew is now taller than I am. My sister’s house is way more pimp than mine will ever be. Had a great time.
I’ve been to see a number of concerts. Saw Linkin Park, Bad Religion, and My Chemical Romance. I may be off to see another one Friday. Yes, I’ve gotten around to seeing all those concerts I meant to. Only took me until my 30s to get around to it.
And in what will be a classic entry exemplifying my weirdness, I gave Spot a bath last weekend. My cat has some very long hair, and it seems no matter how much I brush him it eventually becomes a tangled mass no brush can contend with. After a couple of knots appeared in his fur that I had to cut out, I gave in and tossed the poor guy into the bathtub. Luckily for me he’s been undergoing this torture since he was a kitten, so there’s no undue clawing or struggling. He just sits there and looks miserable. After I dried him off and brushed him forever, he returned to his former fluffy glory. With far less shedding.
Life lessons are few, but here’s a couple Things I Learned This Month:
The week you promise to get online and play games with your friends is the week you wind up working tons of overtime.
Your shower handle will break off at the most inconvenient time possible.
Vise-grip shower controls are ghetto fabulous.
There is absolutely no point in making cat shampoo with soy milk and honey. Really. Stop it.




