On Saturday, I went snowboarding with Kyle and some of his friends. Kyle kept saying that I was probably going to have to switch to skis or just go get a sled. I was determined to make him eat his words.
And I did.
So I can't turn or stop correctly, but I can ride it straight like nobody's business.

I like to call this one, "No, I have not colored my hair since we've been here." Also, I'm not going to bother straightening my hair before I go snowboarding anymore because snow gets all over my hair and melts. When my hair gets wet, it gets curly. My hair was really curly by the time I left Hillberg.
These were (obviously) photoshopped (or GIMPed since I have GIMP and not photoshop because it's horribly expensive.) I almost had to edit them because everything was reflecting blue off of the snow.

These two are Kyle's board.





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Peek-a-boo! I found you through WishCake and thought I'd say hey...so, HEY!
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