Cupid Hits the Slopes Recap

I had so much freaking fun this weekend.

I have the bestest friends in the world.
Some of us were REALLY excited to spend a weekend away.

I am a "natural" at skiing. It was a blast, but I can't walk normally after a day of snowplowing my way down a mountain. (I only feel twice, once into a "Slow Down" sign)

Wait. Your guy friends don't insist on being shirtless all the time too?

Valentines Day was especially awesome. There was a group of us who opted to not ski on Sunday. So we frolicked around and had one of the best Valentines Days ever.

We went and toured fancy condos with the FUNNIEST salesman ever. Who kept name dropping and telling us things about his clients that he probably shouldn't. (Like, I know there is a dentist is a particular town with a germaphobic wife). Nick is surpisingly good at bull shitting. And when he mentioned what major company he works for and the sales man was all "Oh yeah! is one of my clients. He just bought a condo for 1.2 million." Nick responded "Yeah, that's what he told me". Nick has never met the man, ever.

Guess who I am taking if I need to buy a new car. The Negotiator himself.
If I ever do internet dating, this will be my profile pic.
Hi, my name is Bri. I like reading, marshmallows, and long walks on the beach.

We went to Chinese for lunch, and picked this place because it had a Buddg

Bri: what's the spiciest thing on the lunch menu?

Waiter: we can make anything spicy. Well, the chili chicken is spicy. It'll make your ass burn! (I stare in disbelief that he just said ass burn) I mean, it'll make your mouth burn!
Bri (to waiter): what's your name?
Waiter: Wen, like who, why, when. Or like, when your ass on fire!
Bri: can we take a picture with you?
Wen: oh s**t!
Bri: please? You owe me!
Wen: I don't owe you crap!

Bri's fortune: A new relationship is about to blossom. You will be blessed.
Nick: Is Wen writing these?!
Hilarious.

Then it was home for cooking dinner. I made Pasta Carbonera and it was so much fun to have a big family dinner, complete with a rap session. Then it was beer pong time, which included every team wearing special "flair" for good luck.

I believe this is when i tore my stitches. Jess and my strategy was to dance in between rounds.