While totally humiliating at the time, this story now cracks me up whenever I think back on it. Feel free to have a good laugh at my expense :-)
As I've mentioned on this little blog multiple times, I went to college at Gonzaga University in the lovely Spokane, Washington. The winters there can be pretty cold, icy, and snowy. One particularly cold and icy morning, I began a cross-campus trek to class with my good friend and roommate. As we passed through one of the "high-traffic" areas on campus (Desmet Circle for any fellow Zags out there), I was giving said friend a hard time for her shoe choice. While I had chosen sensible and weather appropriate shoes/snow boots to avoid any mishaps with ice, my much more fashion-aware friend had chosen cute wedges. In the middle of poking fun at her shoe choice and warning her that she better watch out for black ice- BAM! My feet flew up from under me and before I knew what happened, I was on my back in the middle of a pretty large crowd of students on their way to class. I just kind of laid there for a while feeling both shock and embarrassment. A couple people had to come over and help me up- including my cute-shoed friend. I tried to hurry away as quickly as possible, but you better believe that hurt (both my backside and my ego).
My friend and I still laugh about this story. Now, I just think of this story as more evidence to my argument that I am just not cut out for cold weather.
*Disclaimer: Please excuse the poor photo quality/old photos.
|The beautiful (and treacherous) campus during winter|
|Had to post a snowy photo of the awesome "Doll House" of a house I got to live in senior year. Would you believe my rent was $300/month?! Why did I ever move? Oh yeah... snow...|
|Happier times in the snow|
Catch up with my "Blog Every Day in May" challenge here:
Day 5 (Oops! :-/ I did blog on day 5, just not following the prompt...)