This morning we went back to FBC...and once again, it was really awesome. I am really gonna miss this youth group when I leave. We were all feeling kind of depressed as we pulled out of the parking lot. I am really liking Oregon, and I'm not quite ready to go back to Ohio yet.
Later on we had our traditional try-to-keep-Rebecca-from-falling-off-an-icy-cliff hike at Tumalo Falls. The little trail up to the top of the falls was all slushy and icy, and my Chucks don't have much tread on the bottom...which you'd think I'd have figured out by now. But it was actually not that bad and I made it out alive (and so did Natalie, who had to drag me down to the car).
After that we hiked to the top of Pilot Butte, which was fairly easy. They must've forgotten to put the ice on it before I came. On the way home we stopped at Starbucks because we were freezing to death. Natalie got a machiatto just like Elijah Wood in "Everything is Illuminated"...which is a very good movie to watch when you're as tired and insane as we were (and Natalie says machiattos are very good).
Oh...and we've started this hiding-in-the-closet-and-jumping-out-at-people thing. It's really very fun.
Well...have a lovely day...and maybe some toast, or a bagel! (Now all of Natalie's readers think I'm insane...oh well)