Ate my weight in cheese pizza from Domino’s.

Revisited the spot at Vail where I dislocated my shoulder while skiing. I look thrilled.

Sat in traffic on I-70. Again.

Watched my beloved Kitties get slaughtered by the Kansas Jayhawks.

Questioned whether or not long scarves on males makes them European or Gay.

Skied with my good friend Listy. Did I mention she had a baby a month ago? She’s hard core.

Said: two thousand seven hundred sixty seven prayers before and during Mr. B’s out of bounds skiing adventure.

Decided that I need a real vacation.