Winter Memories. :)

In the winter of 2008 or 2009, one of the two.. My sister (Tess), best friend (Bethany) and Me decided to stay at our other best friend (Katie’s) house. Her family owns about 20 acres of land, plenty to adventure and search for the best hills to go sledding down. So after having several snowball fights and taking turns pulling each other on the sled down the road, we found the perfect hill for sledding. So we positioned the sled, and got the camera ready to capture the excitement. Bethany and Katie decided to go together first, so they did and managed to slide up and over the bump on the hillside and get a few feet of air. After all of the giggling had died down, it was now Tess and My turn to go. We on the other hand wanted to avoid any extra time off of the ground. It was fun, we didn’t go very fast though, I was grateful for that. I didn’t really want to go very fast in the first place, but it was just fast enough. Then we couldn’t decide who should go next, they all concluded that I should go, and try it by myself. Ah!!! boy oh boy was I nervous. I wished that someone would go with me but they all decided that they wanted to go by themselves from now on.. So it was just going to be me. Just me. Now after Katie, Bethany and Tess reassuringly told me how I’d be fine, I decided that I was going to do it. I nervously sighed as I tried my best to psych myself up, it was going to be ok, fun even. Then I felt myself receive what Tess called a gentle push and I was off. Racing down the hill, I kept hearing this obnoxious wailing noise, not the sound you hear when someone is in pain, but when someone is scared, a muffled and almost choked sort of noise. Well I was gliding smoothly and just decided to ignore whoever was wailing like a dying cat, things were going fine, I was even enjoying it… a little. Well I had forgotten about the bump on the hill. I felt the sled picking up speed as the hill grew steeper slightly and with a loud ” whoosh” noise, the sled went over the bump. I felt my curled up legs leave the sled and at that moment I realized, it was me. I was the one wailing like a dying cat, and the sound coming from my lips only got louder when I didn’t land on the sled but on the cold snowy ground. AH!!!! This wasn’t sledding, this was falling, and I was doing it fast, before I knew what hit me I was spinning in circles and rolling over bushes, only to stop, landing on my face in the snow. Thinking back now it was probably pretty comical to watch. That was it though, I was done…. no more sledding for me. So after the other girls went down the hill a few more times we decided to leave the sled there and go walking around in the snow, we went a little ways and found a pond that Katie’s older brothers (Josh and Tim) sometimes went to in the summer time with my older brother (Mark). It was more of a big puddle really, only about 15 feet wide and 3 feet deep or so, but it was frozen over and looked sturdy enough to walk on. We walked onto it cautiously and it held us all without even a small crack. So we danced around on it as if we were skating, and took a few pictures, well Katie and Tess decided that we should stomp on it and break it. Bethany of course went along with the idea being crazy as she was, I on the other hand wasn’t so sure….. So I stood in the snow a few feet away from the pond, not wanting to be on it when it returned to its former state as a large puddle. So they counted to 3 and all started jumping up and down like mad. Well Bethany managed to crack the area where she was jumping without problem, so her job was finished. Tess and Katie weren’t so lucky, the area they were standing on, being the middle was stronger and harder to crack then the rest. So they jumped even harder and wilder than before, and finally it gave and broke completely. They were pretty happy, but as the last little bits of it were cracking Katie slipped and managed to pull Tess down along with her, and they both ended up getting soaked. Bethany still being in the pond got splashed but nothing near as bad as Tess and Katie. They looked like cold wet rats. I could not contain myself, I burst out, laughing so hard and long that my eyes started watering and my stomach started aching. They had been so excited about breaking the Ice, not even thinking about the fact that they would more than likely get wet. Wet they most certainly did get. After I managed to stop laughing I noticed Tess in between shivers glaring at me, and I said “soooooooo was it worth it?” and she said smiling “pffffffffft chyah!” Who knew that the little ways that we had walked when they were dry would turn into such a long walk back to Katie’s house. I enjoyed every bit though, stifling giggles as I listened to the squeak slosh squeak slosh of their feet all the way back to the house. 🙂


4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Becky Jesse
    Jan 06, 2011 @ 06:45:19

    Amy, I love your description of tess’ saying “pffffffffft chyah!” lol!!! I can see it all happening in my head… you are such a good storyteller!!!


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  3. the1amster
    Jan 07, 2011 @ 19:52:48

    Thanks. 🙂


  4. mallorca urlaub
    Jan 10, 2011 @ 14:26:46

    I’ve been following your blog since you started. You have made amazing progress. This site is an inspiration for all pursuing a long transition versus the big chop.

    – Rob


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