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On Monday, back when we actually had snow, I got to campus just as the Physical Plant Department was starting to get the campus roads and walks cleared. Since the main drive hadn’t been cleared, the snow that had accumulated on it was packed down pretty hard (which was surprising considering that there shouldn’t have been that much traffic on campus between the time of the snow and my early arrival after dropping my Dad off at the airport). As I stepped out onto the snow covered road, my first thought was, “Mmmmm… Packed Powder… Must go skiing…”

I’ve only been skiing a couple times, but it has been enough to determine that I love it! My first time skiing was with my Boy Scout troop. After that, it wasn’t until Megan invited me up to her home in northwest Pennsylvania along with some friends several years later for a ski retreat of sorts that I had another opportunity. That being so, I had to relearn just about everything, but Megan was a terrific instructor. As a testimony to her instruction, though I started the weekend adamantly asserting that I would in no way try a black diamond, by the end of the weekend, she convinced me to give it a try, and I survived! The following year, when I returned to Megan’s homestead I was actually looking forward to black diamonds! Unfortunately, moving to Missouri has put a stop to my winter ski retreats at Megan’s house for the past two years, so I’m missing the slopes.

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I just flew in from New York, and boy are my arms tired! Ba Dum Ching!

Seriously though, in the past several days I’ve been doing a lot of travel, and I am quite tuckered out.

This past Friday, I drove down to Nashville to visit my friend Megan, and go to the Cadaver Ball, her med school’s winter formal the following night. Megan also invited two other female friends of hers to go with us, so, from a certain perspective, I had three simultaneous dates to the dance! Of course I should probably mention that only one of them is actually unattached at the moment. In any case, Megan especially wanted me to meet her eligible friend, Amy, who also happens to be a seminarian, because she wanted to fix us up. I guess the “seminarian + seminarian = connection” equation makes sense. Everyone had a good time at the dance. I know I definitely enjoyed it. I’d even say it was better than my high school prom. (I hope you’re not expecting me to say anything more about Megan’s matchmaking, because that’s between me, myself, and I. :oP )

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