Christmas Holiday!!!

Christmas. There's no other holiday quite like it. Christmas is a time for families to reunite and be grateful for all that they have and just enjoy each other. I love Christmas holiday because you can just be your self at home and not worry about getting up early to go to school. My favorite part about Christmas is getting together with my friends and family to share Christmas sprit and togetherness. Not only do I love to spend time with my family I also love to go skiing in the beautiful Rocky Mountains. When I am skiing I feel like I am flying through the air going so fast no one could ever stop me. When I am flying down the slope it is covered in powdery fluffy snow where you can never see your skis. I realize that I am so grateful to be able to enjoy such a great experience like this. Also having a nice and healthy family around me that makes me feel so special on this awesome day call Christmas.  

Laughing!!!

In my life there have been many occasions where I laughed so hard that no sound came out.  Let’s just face it we’ve all had our share of embarrassing and funny moments. One funny time in my life is when I was at the mall shopping with my Mom and Dad. It was just a typical Saturday afternoon where it seemed like no one had anything better to do then go to the mall. We were walking down the mall to go to a clothing store where I had to get a fancy dress. After long time deciding what dress I wanted my mom went up to the cashier to pay for it. As I got dressed and left the change room, I went on my way to the cashier, to meet my mom, something caught my eye. I was distracted by a mannequin's attire, which looked really good. After admiring the clothes on the mannequin, I proceeded to go find my mom. I then went up to who I thought was my mom and poked her in the side, the woman turned around and I soon realized that it was not my mom...!  Very embarrassed I looked further ahead and saw my mom paying for my dress. Not thinking anybody saw me I ran over to her with a very red face. Now when I go to the mall with my parents I am very careful and always check who they are before I approach them.

Picture of a Horse!!!

Imagine you are walking through a snowy field, and then from the corner of your eye you see the most gorgeous horse running. It is coming straight towards you, however you’re so distracted by the stunning beauty and essence of the horse you do not know what you should do. Stay and watch, or run back to the gate? The horse is gaining speed coming towards you, and then all of a sudden it comes to a halting stop right in front of your face. Its nostrils are flaring in and out, in and out. All you can feel is the warm breath of the horse on your cold rosy cheeks. You feel the urge to reach up and touch its fuzzy white nose, you hold back not wanting to scare it away by any sudden movement. You just stand there with out moving, looking into its black shiny eyes. The air become so still you feel like you are stuck in time.  Your mind wonders, you see your hand reach up and grab a hold of its long flowing mane to lift yourself on to this beautiful enormous beast. Once on, he rears his head and now you are on two legs instead of four. He come comes down with a flash and in a blink of an eye takes off as fast as he could go racing through the snow.  You feel like you are flying. You never want this moment to end but in the distance you here this ringing. Its getting louder and louder as your mind comes back you realize it is your alarm clock all that just happened is all but a distant dream. 

My Lucky Day

I consider myself lucky everyday.  But there has been the odd day when I am counting my pennies in order to buy that one special latte that just came out at Starbucks. I love the feeling of a new season approaching, as we always get to wear some clothes that we haven't seen in a while.  My best lucky day always comes with winter.  On that first day you pull out your ski jacket from last year and reach into the pockets, and wow you have just won the lottery. But the fun doesn't end there.  My ski jacket has at least 7 different pockets and usually everyone of them has a little cash left in it. And then I go to my ski boot bag, which also has a few pockets and sure enough it never lets me down.  I am on a roll now, my search then usually leads me to my moms ski jacket. I always trick my mom to believe I am helping her change out the closets, but in the end I always walk away with the cash she has left behind from the previous ski season. Now with all my big bucks in hand you would think I would be heading off to the mall, but I usually put some back into my ski jacket and forget it is there until I wear it again.