Last night I realized that it was my 8/12 Birthday. I told Ken, and he said, “Well, you could have just reduced the fraction and said it was your 3/4 Birthday. Apparently the business school doesn’t teach you how to reduce fractions.”
3/4, huh? Well apparently the engineering college doesn’t teach Ken how to reduce fractions correctly. Another point for why business is better than engineering. :)
Anyway, on to the point of this post which is to prove to Stacy LeCheminant, and anyone else that was questioning if I went to Zion or not because I didn’t post any pictures of myself, that I actually did go to Zion. I was just trying to get out of posting a picture of a sweaty, non-showered, pregnant lady. So view at your own discretion.
Yes, I shimmied down that ledge pictured behind me while gripping the chain as hard as I could. I was pretty excited that I made it considering that there was a huge drop-off. Ken had to persuade me to let go and take a picture. I was basically leaning on the wall as far away from the cliff as possible, but Ken talked me into getting this close to the edge.