Okay, it wasn't terrible, but I'm a firm believer that by announcing embarrassing moments, one can let go of the associated shame. As is engraved on the UT Tower (and in the Bible of course), the truth shall set you free. So here's my embarrassments from our Christmas trip to Tucson -- which was a fun trip and I'll blog it after I expose these issues below so Mari and Cesar (and Berto, too) can have no power over me.
First, we went to Mt. Lemmon to play in the snow, which was I think the highlight of our trip. We climbed a hill and on the way down, I landed hard on my butt and slid down to the very bottom on my ass. Mari, Cesar, and Berto of course laughed at me, which I don't mind. But what really made it embarrassing was the strangers down the trail (who were smart enough to stay on the trail) pointing and laughing at me out loud. I don't care if family and friends laugh at me - they're allowed, but strangers - well that's just not right. At least I was smart enough to turn off my camera right before I tried to head back down.
Second, I decided to cook. I like to cook but never do it anymore. I decided to make a casserole and two pies. Well, the casserole was okay but not spectacular, and the pecan pie didn't harden enough because the recipe I used called for too much corn syrup. And my apple pie recipe was a total failure. I'll find a better recipe. The pecan pie tasted awesome and at least next time I know to use less syrup. Truth is the pecan pie looked beautiful (see pic above) and tasted great. Thank God I had the sense to buy a pumpkin pie and cool whip in advance as plan b.
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