So first thing my mom says on the phone, "why don't you put more pictures on your blog?" Didn't you read my last entry!? I'm DYING!*** But, dying or not, I aim to please. So here's some crappy pictures. No, I'm serious, they're not very good pictures.
In my fragile and decrepit state, close to the brink, I sit and remember all of the fun things you can do when you're not sick... like snowshoe up mountains.
It was March 23, 2009. Unfortunately, it was doing that stupid snow/fog thing, so you can't tell really that we're on a mountain. So let me give you some perspective.
This picture is from the day at the Gull, but you can see 2 hill and 3 hill in the distance. Brenda, her brother Brad, and I snowshoed to the top of 3 hill. Yes, it's called a hill, but trust me, if you snowshoed to the top of it, you would call it a mountain. It's only 1200 ft tall, but we're at sea level and anyway, I'd like to see you climb it!
Brad and Brenda taking a breather about 3/4 up the mountain.
It was a lot of work!
When we got to the top we noticed there were lots of little bumps, so we picked one and deemed it the official top, here's Brenda celebrating our victory! We climbed all the other bumps too, just in case.
Here are my climbing buddies, Brad and Brenda, chillin with some cool rock formations.
I will always look back in this day with regret... how could I forget to bring a SLED?!
As a parting gift, I will give you a picture from my grocery store. You think your toothpaste is expensive?
Just imagine thinking that you're saving $0.29 by paying $7.10!
ok, well everything is getting cold and dark now... I must go... farewell my healthy friends... may you live to enjoy my blog, long after I am gone.***
***Disclaimer: I might not really be dying. It's probably just a really bad flu bug. I apologize if this dramatization offended you. Also, my mom does care about me. Word.