Did you know that Brandon and I will have been dating 5 years on November 11? Yep. It's true. He's put up with me/I've put up with him for 5 % of a century. Isn't that how we're supposed to refer to milestones of being with the one we love? That's just crazy talk/hog wash/bologna. In all honesty, he's just as sweet as he was back in the days when we would hang out from 1 a.m. to 3 a.m. because we worked opposite schedules. That's love. Also, still loving someone after seeing them under art fair stress- that's love, too. And road-tripping 10 hours across Nebraska and surviving? Pure love, baby.
So I bought a pair of snow skis yesterday. Yay! I feel like the Colorado thing is officially official now that I have procured a pair of skis. I was thisclose to buying a snowboard, as Bran and his sister both have most all the gear now, but I've never snowboarded and know I love skiing and there was a huge sale going on at the local sporting goods store. The only catch? The last time I was skiing was about 10 years ago at Terry Peak. Therefore, I had a tough time classifying myself as either beginner or intermediate when the salesman asked. So I said I was a begintermediary skier and he sold me this schmancy red and black pair of skis.
Oh, the nostalgia (of only 2.5 months ago). Pathetic, I know. You know you love reliving Koda's puppyhood just as much as me. Note that while he has grown, his bandit mask around his eyes has not.
Koda today: