Survivor

I am one. Maybe not an Ultimate one, but still, I did survive the ropes course! The morning part was actually fun - it involved figuring out how to work as a team to accomplish various goals and, best of all, nothing was higher than about three feet off the ground.

The afternoon, however...well, that was a different story altogether. The lowest thing was a swing that started at about twelve feet in the air. I did swing on it. Yay, me! I was proud that I did SOMETHING, at least.

The next-lowest thing was a cable suspended TWENTY-FIVE feet in the air between two trees. We were supposed to climb up a rope ladder, then up a telephone pole to reach the cable and then walk across it. I got as high as the top of the ten-foot rope ladder and realized that I was so scared I couldn't make my hands unclench from the rungs! Long story short, you won't see me doing this any time soon:

Heck, I don't even own a French maid outfit.

Thanks for stopping by. I'm off to the 'studio', to cure my sewing withdrawal! (Shhh, don't tell my principal, but I'd choose sewing over climbing any day!)