CAILEY IS AN AMAZING PERSON.
I went over to her house last night, with plans to have a winter adventure but we didn't anticipate the -30 degree weather. We still went out, though. We layered up, decked out in snow pants and scarves and mitts, made tracks in the snow, and ran to the ice rink to discover that the ice was covered in snow. So, we decided to write our names in the snow with the shovels that were lying around. All the while, we were shouting to each other, to get ourselves heard over the wind and the sound of the scraping shovels. We tried to take a picture of it, and so she held the hockey net while I climbed on top of it, only to get a general picture of the ice. We then wrote our names in smaller versions and took pictures of that, and made snow angels, and slid on the ice. We were about to go roll down the big hill when we realized that it looked really bumpy, so we headed back to the rink and I realized that my feet were so ridiculously cold that we decided to go in and have some hot chocolate.
We tried making the hot chocolate from cocoa powder, sugar, and milk. At first it tasted absolutely gross, because we hadn't put enough sugar but after, with a whole lot more cocoa and even more sugar, we finally had something that tasted like hot chocolate except really, really gritty. We played Boggle because she said it was extremely fun, and it was. Then we got the idea to play chess, where I got whooped because we were both doing random moves, and then we decided to Monopoly. I kept rolling doubles, and she kept having to mortgage Boardwalk, and her brother pounded Ratatat from downstairs and it was all really fun. Neither of us bought a single house until the end, when my dad was coming to pick me up, and I decided to buy a house. She never landed on that space after. It was an awesome night.
I went over to her house last night, with plans to have a winter adventure but we didn't anticipate the -30 degree weather. We still went out, though. We layered up, decked out in snow pants and scarves and mitts, made tracks in the snow, and ran to the ice rink to discover that the ice was covered in snow. So, we decided to write our names in the snow with the shovels that were lying around. All the while, we were shouting to each other, to get ourselves heard over the wind and the sound of the scraping shovels. We tried to take a picture of it, and so she held the hockey net while I climbed on top of it, only to get a general picture of the ice. We then wrote our names in smaller versions and took pictures of that, and made snow angels, and slid on the ice. We were about to go roll down the big hill when we realized that it looked really bumpy, so we headed back to the rink and I realized that my feet were so ridiculously cold that we decided to go in and have some hot chocolate.
We tried making the hot chocolate from cocoa powder, sugar, and milk. At first it tasted absolutely gross, because we hadn't put enough sugar but after, with a whole lot more cocoa and even more sugar, we finally had something that tasted like hot chocolate except really, really gritty. We played Boggle because she said it was extremely fun, and it was. Then we got the idea to play chess, where I got whooped because we were both doing random moves, and then we decided to Monopoly. I kept rolling doubles, and she kept having to mortgage Boardwalk, and her brother pounded Ratatat from downstairs and it was all really fun. Neither of us bought a single house until the end, when my dad was coming to pick me up, and I decided to buy a house. She never landed on that space after. It was an awesome night.
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