We found the snow.I think I was the only YW leader to actually do any sledding. Thank goodness I still have my dignity intact.
Except for the goofy hat. I would care more, but since I usually only wear a ski hat once a year....not worth buying something stylish. Besides, that's just sissy.
Cassie (my MIA Maid president) and I sat up at the top of the hill for a while and judged wipe outs. I was the "East German Judge".
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How could you not link to "Singing in the Rain" with a blog title like that?
Because I couldn't find the right clip. Sorry.
You have to admit the sports clip made you feel like a genius. Admit it. You would never try anything so fraught with dangerous possibilities. You're too smart.
It's amazing that we're not paralyzed from the neck down with how many "sledding" accidents that were near misses. I swear that saying prayers before sledding are a necessary requirement for safety.
Did you guys get to go up to "White Branch"? We would go up there once a year - we took sanwiches and a gallon thermos bottle filled with hot Campbells soup. I'll bet Sherri was bummed out when the soup was cream of mushroom.
Our snow clothes consisted of as many layers of regular clothes as we could get on, plastic bread sacks wrapped around our stockinged feet and then covered with another pair of socks, then red rubber rain boots (no insulation, and only waterproof until the snow got in the top). I don't think we ever had real gloves. Usually we just used another pair of socks over our hands. Sometimes we had mittens. Again, no insulation - just a layer of knit between you and the snow. That's pretty much what everyone else wore to play in the snow in Oregon in the 1960's.
Aaaah, White Branch. Good times. I think I was an adult before I realized "normal people" didn't stay warm and dry with bread bags. This is Lori.
I wore the same winter clothes in Utah - bread sacks and socks.
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