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Jenny by a snowy creek, snowball at the ready...

Last Thursday, left Pasadena at 2:30am, Mario driving thru the early morning hours, the rest of us sleeping. Ate Mcbreakfasts, then hit the slopes at 9:30. The very first run sucked, I was so rusty, and my foot cramped up midway. But after that, I warmed up quick. LAST RUN BEFORE LUNCH, is apparently bad luck to say. Jenny took a spill and got a minor case of whiplash. Snowboarded til about 12, filled our gas tanks with chili cheese fries, luna bars and gatorade. Wind and snow started up fierce so we called it quits at 2. We got snowed in Saturday, 18 inches, so no boarding unfortunately. Watched dirty jobs on the discovery channel, read Johnny Cash's autobiography, and watched the Kings whoop the Predators. Played board games and guitar hero 2 with the cousins, took niece and nephew on a stroll in the early evening snow. Around midnight, after everybody fell asleep, Jenny and I watched the snow falling, fat flakes drifting thru the cone of the streetlight. Peaceful and serene. Perfect. Sunday morning, dug out the cars, cleaned up the condo, ate leftovers, and drove home. Wish we were still there.