Near and Dear

The daily grind seems to make people forget of all the things close and dear to them. Having something or someone day in and day out can start to feel normal, which in turn is a great feeling, and is one that should be able to last forever. To lose that safety net for a short time can be an excellent experience to realize what you hold dear and near to your heart. It could show you a new path that previously wouldn’t have been visible from your previous perspective on things.

Personally when I lose something that has such an impact on my life or has just become a customary thing, it’s like a chunk of my soul has been broken off and thrown away. For example, this weekend I lost my phone, which in my case is a huge deal. Not only because it’s worth over 500 dollars. But that I instantly lost that connection with so many people that are near to my heart. Now I know that there our always phones around me to keep in touch. Only there is nothing like chatting with a friend all day, even while I’m at work, haha. That sounds bad, but it makes the day that much better. I have a new phone on the way, so that chunk in my soul will be once again restored. And I will always remember how much I really do enjoy chatting with friends.

Rundown on the Rundown

What a weekend this was though. I was up for 36 hours straight… It all started at five in the morning, because apparently I had to be at work early for some reason….. Still trying to figure that one out considering it was such a slack day. After work I made my way over the ski hill where we spent a good 3 hours getting the Sno Cat off the hill where it had broken down. Then we spent another 3 hours just fixing the problem. And if you would like to know the problem, it wouldn’t start and we blew up a 10,000psi hydraulic line. Yeah don’t ask, haha. After it was all fixed and ready to go, I gave Lukey a call, and he came up to give me hand with grooming the hill. This lasted till 9am. Now the sad part of the night was on the last pass down on the hill, I had to get out of the Sno Cat, but in doing so I pushed my poor phone out of the cab. Which had been sitting between my legs so I could catch everyone’s Texts. Then I proceeded to drive over my phone with the Cat/Groomer. So I think it’s pretty highly unlikely that I will ever see that poor poor phone ever again.
Later that morning I went home, grabbed a bite to eat and returned to the hill to get in some good riding time on my freshly groomed ski hill. Which was excellently groomed

After my day of riding I finally had a chance to catch some shut eye, but not for too long because at 11 is when the infamous Redhead was coming over to begin the “Broke Back Mountain Adventure”. The night was spent playing one of the finniest drinking games ever, drink Vodka Shots and Caesars, Staying warm in my mountain of magical Blankets. And being super amazingly lazy on Sunday. Which was full of some antics from Dane cook which I had on my computer and some plain old talking.

For a better explaination, check this out  http://luvme4whoiam.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!49723D4A24787755!442.entry
All in all, it was a great weekend. Even though I lost my baby.

And I think it was 7-8 shots each Haylie, haha