Sergio sent me this hilarious video, which accurately chronicles modern dating and makes me so happy to be off the market!
Video: (We Run) Deep Canyon Tennis Club
On our last day in Palm Desert, Amanda and I decided to make a video documenting our vacation activities. Here's how it turned out.
From zero to cankle
I rolled my ankle yesterday.
Yes, ouch.
I was being a good little employee, checking email on my phone while walking across the wet UW campus to class. Walking down the stairs between Red Square and the fountain, I took a wrong step and rolled my left ankle.
I heard two pops during the roll and immediately knew I was in trouble.
From the shock, I was seeing stars for a minute or two. Speaking to how nice UW students are, several people stopped to see if I needed help. I recovered in short time, bummed some Advil from a nurse in passing and hobbled another couple hundred yards to attend class. One of my classmates fetched ice from the HUB, so I was able to ice right away.
I managed to drive the Blue Hornet home, although I really regretted having to drive the clutch.
Today my foot is SWOLLEN, and I am currently nursing an infant where my ankle used to be. It's a full-fledged cankle at least half the size of my ego, if that means anything.
Please send flowers and cards to my house while I recover. You may also make a donation to a charity of your choice in my name.
Photos: Palm Desert/Coachella
'The Saddest Day of the Year'
WIB editor's note: In light of Paolo's vacation, Scott volunteered to guest post about his "Saddest Day of the Year" -- the day Crystal Mountain closed.
Well, it has been far from a record-book year, but it is still hard to see it end. Yesterday, April 19, marked the official closing day of skiing at Crystal Mountain.
It was a sad afternoon packing up all of the stuff from the room and heading down. I kept telling myself, “Hopefully, it will be a short summer.”
Many memories were made during my 35 days with Mother Nature this year including finally getting deep snow – even though it took until February to get here.
All those chores I have been able to put off with the excuse of heading up to the mountain are now pounding on my door… (Hi Courtney!) Good thing fly-fishing season is just around the corner!
If you are wondering who around you is in mourning this week over a season coming to an end too soon…