Life as a Hamster

This weekend our ward decided to have a Turkey Bowl. Which meant I got to make a fool of myself playing football. You would assume that because I'm from a sporty family I would have picked up some talent....but no. I'm not even a good runner, or as Kyle would put it, "You look like you should be fast...but you're deceptively slow."

I'm basically good at three things; reading, devouring sweets, and scrapbooking.

It's like I'm 80 already.



Anyhoo, we played football and my team won! But the fun really began when a guy brought a giant orb to the activity! We put the orb on a steep hill and everyone lined up for their turned to be strapped to the inside and rolled down the hill. Now you would think because I'm scared of heights, being out of control, and tight sweaty spaces that this is something I would not do. But you see I have this problem where I think every adventure is fun and exciting and it's not until I'm mid swing off a cliff, halfway through a haunted house, or strapped to the inside of a ball do I remember how terrified I am of everything.





My roommate Kelsi decided to go in it with me and this is one of the funnest things we've ever done. We were hysterically laughing down the entire hill and by the time we came to a stop, we were down right giddy. If any of you have the chance to do this go for it!