Getting ready for cold

I just came back from a 3 day trip with my oldest friend Madelyn Burger, aka Burger, Burgatron, Burgs. Drove up with her and her boyfriend Andrew in Andrew's "Hog," an old white Land Cruiser. First time meeting her boyfriend and in the first half hour, I slipped and fell right on my face. Typical. We got to Tahoe that same night full of deliriousness from driving for almost 7 hours (it should've only taken 5hrs, but traffic happened).


Some highlights included: me falling on my face twice the first day of boarding. Having bad nachos (how does that happen!!) at the pub next door, a weird guy got excited and went up to Burger when he saw she was dancing to a song he picked(she was joking around because the song was really bad), I saved her by telling him she just had tourette's of the body.


Best story: The bear mascot of the ski resort got tackled by a drunk skier. We were sitting around a lunch area, watching this bear mascot walk around and hug people and we joked that someone should tackle him. 5 minutes later a drunk guy tackled the bear to the ground!! The bear got super pissed. BUT, he told his boss what happened while in character, so he just mimed everything. Looked hilarious, but he was really angry. They took the skier away on a snowmobile while he flipped everyone off and his friends took pictures. This is the Bear trying to mime what happened to his boss:

And then they scolded the skier and took his pass away

I think I'm ready for endless amounts of snow. Maybe.