I'll level with ya here...I'm not a real "out-doorsy" kinda gal. I like to be warm, and cozy, and warm...and inside...and did I mention, warm?
But, the other day...we were invited to a Christmas party with some old (but
It's so fresh out there!
My BFF, Dr. J, had shoveled...well, maybe her hubby did...but, honestly...she probably did. Seriously...I don't know when she sleeps. In between seeing patients, gestating her third baby, mothering, hosting numerous get togethers, cooking up a storm, creating Christmas treats, and shopping for presents. Sheesh, some girls just have it all.
But, I digress. So, I took to the ice...(insert photo of Bambi all awkward on the ice...that's me...), and just sort of stood there.
Then, I realized, that my pregnant friend had strapped on her cross-country ski's, tied not one, but two sleds to her self, loaded said sleds with four fairly large children, and took off across the lake.
And, I'm totally not exaggerating. That paragraph above? That is the honest to goodness truth.
Anyway, after being witness to that scene, I was totally shamed into strappin' on some skis. And away I went. And I got sweaty. (And, praise the Lord, no photos exist of that scene!!)
And then I was grossed out...and my feet were hurting. So I said, "the heck with all y'all, I'm outta here"!! And turned around and hightailed it for home.
What awaited me there, was nothing short of a Winter Wonderland:
A fire, Christmas lights, Christmas music, giggly kids! And then...the snow started.
I felt like I was in a snow globe!
We played and played, and fell down and bonked heads and soothed owies. I fell in love with lake homes. We ate, we laughed, we talked, we ate some more, we had hot cider, and took home sleepy kids (well, all but one...Miss E. got to stay over night!!).
It was awesome.
Can't beat great friendships and good times, that's for sure!