Because I am starting to get a little cranky ;) I want to go somewhere...do something. That somewhere/something was the Friends and Family bout that we had been working all summer/fall to get to. I was so horribly disappointed that I wasn't going to skate in it....even more disappointed when it was decided for me by my parents that I wasn't "up" for going. It is hard to make decisions for yourself when you are:
1. 80 miles from all your friends
2. without a car
4. have an enormous bulky plaster cast on my leg.
The upside is I am now the proud owner of a very sexy wheelchair. It just needs rhinestones or skulls on it. The Vixens will help me fix it.