Monday, December 14, 2009

Once There Was a Snowman...

Saturday I fully intended on playing a rousing game of ultimate frisbee after pumping some iron at the gym. I arrived at the frisbee field to find dear Eric and Jim passing the disc around alone. Ultimate in the snow is the best, I don't know what is wrong with everyone else, but I was willing to settle for just tossing around.
First we tried throwing the frisbee and hitting it with snowballs.
Next we built a snowman! I haven't built a snowman in years!
After all the laughter and totally mind-clearing, much overdue joy, we tried to knock off the snowman's head with our rockin' frisbee throws. It really is astonishing how bad one's aim can be when throwing a frisbee at a stationary object. Regardless, we were at this for...oh...maybe 30 or 45 minutes. Just as we were relenting to our wet, frozen toes, I threw the disc. BAM - right in the kisser. Then a wobble...more wobble..more...ooOOooOoooh yes! The head rolled right off and splattered to the ground. I did it!
The day will forever be known in history as the great snowman massacre.

2 comments:

Kristie Lynne said...

So graphic!

Kappyt3 said...

You should have seen it. I'm going to have nightmares about it because it was so terrifying!

Lol, Larissa, you rock!