Watching the olympic mogul skiiers just blows my mind. Granted, they ski nonstop and are running down perfectly-made sets of moguls, but I feel like a ridiculous amateur when I think of how much work it takes me to get down a few of those runs. They're taking the bumps at 35 mph!!!! Unbelievable. And I am unbelievably jealous, as the one day of skiing at Meadows I managed to get in this year is just unacceptable. Hopefully Mama will be feeling up to a little trip to Bachelor over next winter break.

Bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh - studying anatomy all afternoon is making me greatly appreciate the food/wine break I'm currently taking. Who knew there were so many itty-bitty, nit-picky little things existing in your head and neck that are currently being such a pain in my ass? I'm thinking the wine is going to be fabulous for my motivation to maintain the study marathon . . .