Just got back,
from a couple days in the mountains. Nate and Laura gave us the condo and I took Carol skiing for her birthday. Wow, if there's anything better than schussing down the slope, with PERFECT weather and snow, synching your turns with I-pod tunes, I'd like to know it. It was magic. Then we topped it off with a glass of wine (or two) in the hot tub, and a great dinner. Can't wait to get back. This is our time of year on the slopes, mid-week without the crowds and traffic. Thanks kids, it was a blast. (Lotta good tunes to ski to, but Peter Tosh's version of 'Johnny B. Goode' and Skynards version of 'Call Me the Breeze', are petty hard to beat.)
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