Tonight hubby and I went to a local college's ice hockey game. While there, I remembered a story about ice skating...
I know how to ice skate. Well, I can move forward in the rink's oval and almost not fall. When I was about 14, I went ice skating with a friend and ended up falling. By the time I was 14, I was my adult height of 5'10"--pretty tall to some of the other kids on the rink with us. Well as I fell, a ten-year-old or so yelled "TIMBER!" Thanks kid for pointing out the tall girl just fell on her butt.
Ok, it was funnier in my mind. Oh well.
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