At least, one person in the family got out of the house today, which would be me. Others are getting better.
Didn’t even get to say that I had a great ski day on Friday. Went with a friend and co-worker who’s also a ski instructor, so I probably held him back some but the conditions were fantastic, just like a dream. It snowed before we got there and well into the afternoon, so things just stayed wonderful. Tackled a couple of diamonds, and he showed me how to take the bumps in one of the groves, which is fantastic fun once you know what you’re doing and can avoid hitting the trees. Not hitting trees is a key part of grove skiing. Keeping both your skis on the same side of any given tree is also a key part. The rest of it was sweet powder, clear skies, and fun, fun, fun. Sis-in-law wants to come up and do adult ski this weekend, which I would love to do, though there’s a certain amount of self-imposed guilt over taking a day away when Patient Wife has been home with sickies (and has been sick herself).
I know. I’ve become a skiing asshole. That’s a lot like a golf asshole, but we wear better clothes and participate in an actual sport.

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