One Year

This week was a crazy week, but a wonderful week. After attending a performance of Swing of Christmas, a play about the Andrews sisters at the History Theater with my Grandma, and being the only person under 60 in attendance (I have never seen so many people with white hair in one place!); I came home packed for my race and finished my Christmas/Birthday/Anniversary present for Zach.

                                          I rushed to my Nordic classic race. Although most would assume that freezing your butt off and pushing yourself to the point of exhaustion is painful, I do it for fun and love it! Skiing can be cold, windy, and physically & mentally challenging, but I love the challenge and the sport really develops perseverance and determination-particularly on the Wayzata High School team (seriously, why does it have to be so competitive?). On Thursday I had a great race that was not only fun, but I also did well (maybe that was due to all the people cheering for me?). Afterwards, I was whisked away (okay, I drove myself) to Caribou Coffee to spend one wonderful hour with my boyfriend, Zach, to celebrate dating for one year, Christmas, and his birthday (I could not imagine having my birthday on December 24th! Talk about being jipped!).

On Saturday I had yet another race. Holiday relays proved to be successful! Both girls classic and skate teams got first and I got 6th overall in the skate race, and was only 2 seconds away from being 4th.

Now my entire crazy family is home for Christmas and we are busy with Christmas baking, watching classic Christmas movies such as The Preacher's Wife and Rudolph, The Red-Nosed Reindeer. 

Have a blessed and a Merry Christmas!

Until Next Time,

Miss Sass A Frass

Rain Rain Go Away

Lovely. It is December in Minnesota and RAINING. Ski camp, this weekend, turned to rain camp. I learned some important things this weekend.

1. My Fuggs (fake uggs) are not waterproof...and they have a hole in the bottom.
         **This lead to some uncomfortable wet walks to the dining hall**
2. It is not possible to eat too many cookies, or too much cookie dough. 
        **We didn't need to make cookies out of that cup of cookie dough anyways**
3. It is possible to drink dish soap and not die
       **I was not a participant. Only and observer and encourager**
4. Wisconsin has awful cell phone reception
     **This is another reason to hate Wisconsin**
5. Boys are immature
     **My body is not a target for snowballs, thank you very much**
6. Music is the key to survival for Coach Jim's workouts
     **Would have died without it**
7. My rock skis have seen too many rocks to work anymore
     **They. Don't. Move. At. All.**
8. If I was in the Hunger Games, Abby would kill me first
     **Guess being a trap shooter makes people nervous?**
9. Jessie is a blanket hog
     **Next time steal her blanket, when she steals mine**
10. Whipping your hair too hard can have lasting effects
     **Pain for two days, that would not go away**

Until Next Time,

Miss Sass A Frass

Silent Night

Its nights like these that I love. Sitting on the couch snuggled under my zebra blanket, in front of the fire, and beautiful Christmas tree. It’s peaceful, quiet, and relaxing. It really reminds me what Christmas is about. It isn't about the sledding, ice skating, or baking, but it is about Jesus. How it all started with a baby. It started in a cave (not really a barn) -- in a cold, dark, damp (and smelly!!) cave, at that matter. With no other place to lay poor baby Jesus but in a manger, the savior of the world was brought into this world with such humble beginnings, and I am not even thankful for some of the things God has blessed me with every day.

Tonight makes me think about the song, Silent Night. It is one of my favorite Christmas songs, reading and meditating on the words really gives you a different and better picture.

Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, All is bright
Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child
Holy Infant so Tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.

The night and where Jesus was born, was probably very silent. I mean no one really around, just Joseph freaking out that Mary was giving birth in a stable, and Mary freaking out that she was giving birth—besides that it was probably rather calm and quiet.

Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight!
Glories stream from heaven afar;
Heavenly hosts sing Al-le-lu-ia!
Christ the Saviour is born!
Christ the Saviour is born!

Shepherds went to visit Jesus. That is crazy! Having an angel—no a multitude of angels—appear in front of you telling you about this baby. Seriously, who cares about a baby? They did. They knew there was something different, something special about him. They quaked in his sight. I would too, seeing the savior of the world like that. I wonder what they did afterwards. Did they tell all their friends? Were their lives different? Or did they keep living on the same way? I don’t know what happened, but I know they reconized the majesty of Jesus Christ as a baby, and I want to do the same. Not just celebrate Jesus being born, but why he was born, and to recognize the majesty of Christ the King. I leave you with the last couple verses of the song. Think about it, what impact does Jesus being born make in your life?

Silent night, holy night!
Wondrous star, lend thy light!
With the angels let us sing
Alleluia to our King!
Christ the Saviour is here,
Jesus the Saviour is here!

Silent night, Holy night!
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face,
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus Lord at thy birth;
Jesus Lord at thy birth.

Until Next Time,

Miss Sass A Frass

Not So Stolen Ice Cream

This week I had a fun adventure with Jessie's little sister at Rainbow Foods. We ran to the store to get distilled water for our chemistry experiment, while Jessie stayed home in her pajamas (at 1pm on a Thursday afternoon). Our goal was to get distilled water as quickly as possible and go. Well, we walked down the water aisle and would you guess that both brands of distilled water is sold out. EVERY. SINGLE. GALLON. So instead of asking if they had any in the back, we looked around and saw an abandoned cart with a few items-including 2 gallons of distilled water. I slyly looked around, grabbed a gallon and bolted.
Now a shopping trip is not completed without ice cream-good ice cream at that. Naturally we go for the Hagen Daas ice cream, which was on sale this week-with a coupon- $2.48! That is a screaming deal for Hagen Daas ice cream. I looked through 2 catalogs of coupons and could not find the correct coupon. We really really needed wanted the ice cream so I once again slyly looked around, took the coupon off the sign of the door advertising the ice cream sale and once again bolted. In mid-bolt to the check out line I might have accidently cut off an old man....but he congratulated me on winning the race to the check out line, so it's all good!
 I need to get back to studying for finals!

Until Next Time,

Miss Sass A Frass