pass the puffs

I am finally back to work and near a computer after suffering from 3 days of fever, coughing, and an awful runny nose. Seems that I caught what T's roomies all had and brought it back to Oklahoma with me after our ski trip.

We had a wonderful time over the weekend. We got to St. Louis early in the evening, all thankful that the roads weren't bad from all the snow. After getting everyone to their hotel rooms and me delivered to my honey, it was time to get dolled up and head to the casino. We had a great time, actually the best time I've ever had in a casino. We all split up - boys and girls. Wanna know what the best part was? My drink of choice - Crown Royal - was only $2.50. Fabulous. Needless to say, the girls and I got pretty tanked. We were having fun, flirting with old men on the craps tables, C&C playing roulette, and really putting the drinks down. We met up with the boys and decided to try out the new nightclub, girls only again because they weren't in the dancing mood. We danced our buzzes off and had a blast! Everyone decided to call it a night and we headed to Awful House to ward off nasty hangovers for our skiing adventure the next day.

Saturday we all woke up, feeling fine and pretty pumped for the day ahead. It took awhile to get on the slopes but once we did it was fun. It was a perfect day for skiing, we even got hot in our heavy coats. Toddles was worried about my skiing abilities since we had never skied together. We got to the run we were going to try first and I took off. Next thing I know he's behind me saying "slow down" and I'm like "nooooooo" because I knew what I was doing. I proved myself...

It was a really good time. We spent all day skiing until things started getting messy and we were worn out. I only fell one time and it was my first time on a black run. Oh, and I about got knocked out by the lift because of some punk ass kid. I ended up with two bruises the size of baseballs but at least I didn't hit my head.

That night we all went to dinner with T's roomies and their kid. I finally got the prime rib I'd been craving for a month. We went to this nice little Irish pub (not with the kid) for a bit but everyone wanted to call it a night because we were exhausted.

I woke up Sunday feeling like shit. It's really a great way to travel. Can't breathe, can't sleep, just lovely, and I swear that everytime I go up there, I get sick. We got home and I went straight to bed with a nasty fever, which brings us to now - three days later and I finally feel a little better. The only reason I'm at work is because it's Bosslady/aunt's 10 year anniversary. I'm so outta here after lunch.

Do you think everyone's sick because it was like 75* on Sunday and then it's freakin snowy again today? Gotta love my Oklahoma.