So Adam and I decided to go up to Brighton to go night skiing. Adam hadn't been for two years and I hadn't been since I was about 13! I was really excited but as the day went on I got really nervous and thought of every excuse in the book not to go! We headed up there and I was freaking out on how to get off the lift! I'm mean really that is the scariest part to me! I stressed and stressed about it and what do you know I fell as I was getting off. I was whining and carrying on like a child and asking Adam all these questions like, "Is this the easiest hill, how do I use my poles, how do I stop, etc etc. He is always so patient with me and calmly and firmly just said "Honey you can do it". I got down the hill and it all came right back to me! We ended up having such a blast and stayed until it closed! Thanks babe for being so patient and dealing with my drama on the slopes!
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