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Hello everybody. My shins are throbbing in a way that I didn't even know that they could.

I just got back from Park City, Utah on the little Skidjont. A couple things.

Now, if you listen the last week's episode, you know that Andrew and I almost got a divorce over a two for one north face.

Moon boots, snow shoe purchase. We have decided to stay together, unfortunately. So Harry Styles stop calling me.

I, oh, listen, this is hard for me to say publicly. Thank fuck I had those goddamn shoes. I wore them every single day.

I wore them at preyski. I wore them to the market. I wore them to cocktails. I wore them to the lodge.

I wore them all around town. And I have grown to an affinity for the north face, uh, two for one moon boots spectacular.

I'm going to purchase them right next to all my other cute shoes. It was listen. I haven't been skiing since I was 13 years old.

Do I understand why people think it's super fun? Not really. I, it's like you're sweating and freezing at the same time.

So you got to get up at 8 a.m. Now I realize that there is such thing as a ski valet, which next time I will not go without one because

schlepping the boots and the poles and the helmet and the goggles and the gloves and the jackets and you're sweating and you're freezing and you're

sweating and you're freezing and you're not sure if you're sweating or you're freezing. And the schlep factor of skiing is excruciating.

Excruciating. I mean, walking around heel toe, heel toe with kids crying and, uh, so I haven't skated like 15 years.

I took a lesson with this instructor. I had told my husband that if I have to take a lesson, I would like a really hot,

preferably Latin instructor. That was kind of what I was going for. Unfortunately, we got a rosacea clad, probably 75 year old man with a tone.

The entire lesson, keep in mind, we took it with our like close couple friends. And this dude was like yelling at me the whole time.

He's like, Jackie, stop it, Jackie, stop. I said stop. Like he was like reprimanding me, which really got me all

riled up and all I kept thinking about was if somebody doesn't give this bitch a bloody Mary and some fucking chicken tenders,

I will take this pole and I will stab him in the trachea.

I looked over at my best friends in Andrew and I said, if this fucker tells me to stop it, there is nothing more condescending than an adult man telling, keep in mind,

we're just perched on a bunny slope. But because I wasn't going perpendicular to the fall line because I was so fucking hungry,

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