Or the "I Need To Use The Toilet" two-step. The two are pretty similar in their resemblance to a pained jig.
Skiing is booked. A week in Whistler from Dec/29 through Jan/5. Two days in Vancouver either side. I have a deep and meaningful love for skiing. It, sadly, does not feel the same way about me and leaves me to get intimate face-first with the mountain instead. A cruel mistress.
And now bags need to be packed. Nicest clothes need to be carefully folded and placed in a hold-all. Teeth must be flossed. Ears de-waxed. I think I'll stop right there.
I have a weekend away. With a charming lady.
