Free your heel...

...free your soul. All that shit. Its my birthday, which I normally dont care that much about - but today it gave me the excuse to skip out on responsibility and go skiing. So JD, Lindsey, and myself headed up to Keystone to make some tele turns.

Turns out that Lindsey was WAY better than the two of us, so we got to take a free lesson. But the kicker was that we were on top of Outback (the mountain BEHIND keystone) when I got a phone call from Denver Health saying that they needed me. Now. Well, it took me two and a half hours to get there...but I did walk into the OR in my ski pants. First time for everything...

But when I got back from the fiasco, I topped the tree in the Traditional American Way. Or at least, the way it should be. Feliz cumpleanos a mi.