...the newest member of my family: my Beadger board. Ok, so it's actually a wakeboard, but I just heard the word beadger (a ferocious combination of a badger and a beaver---beadger fever!!!) last night, and it's up there with cattywombus in my favorite words list. My bed is now getting pretty crowded between my rig, my wakeboard, and myself...but we all sunggle nicely. Maybe I should go into Sears and get a family photo so you can see us in all our glory??

After demoing several boards and bindings over the past couple o' months, I finally settled on the board o' my dreams... though, the pink on the bindings makes me wonder if perhaps it's not venturing into the "board of my nightmares" category. I am the proud mother (adoptive mother, no way I'm trying to fit that through the birthing canal) of a new Ronix Venue 135 complete with Ronix Rise bindings. I am now ready to dominate the wakeboarding world and look hot while doing it. Let's face it, though, I could've looked hot riding with a couple of Doc Martens nailed to a 2 x 4... hahah!

Now, I just have to launch headlong into the great debate. Since I used my new wakeboard for the FIRST time yesterday, do I owe beer? There is no beer rule in wakeboarding, but it's been argued that since skydiving is a lifestyle and I skydive...that the beer rule transcends all boundaries and should be made law in all aspects of my life. Aaaargh!!