As promised I posted some pics from Miranda and my sledding experience earlier this summer.
After wild debauchery (dumpster diving) and having our courage bolstered by a successful stick-throwing coup against the roaming hordes of raccoons in *our* garbage cans, we found a most priceless treasure: the wicker basket bottom to an enormous papasan chair.
We ended up tying said papasan to my car with a length of extension chord, padding the seat, and sledding around in the parking lot at speeds up to 20 mph. It was random- dangerous-bizarre. As I seem to remember someone (not mentioning any names…) couldn’t walk the next day from the bruises on her ankles.
Miranda, who gets my even heavily veiled pop culture references, will be in DC until some time in the distant future. We will miss her.
Me: I will push that queen down the steps so fast…There is always someone more ambitious behind you on the stairs…
Miranda: OMG! What is that from. Is it Showgirls?
Me: Yes. Yes! Bff?