So it's been in the 90s here lately. I don't go outside because of that-I hate the heat. It's a dry heat, so I feel sorry for you Floridians down there in the 90s with all the humidity. Whew, man.
Already I'm yearning for the wintertime. Sure, it's a pain in the ass to scrape snow off your car and to drive through it, and it does get old to have to be layered up all the time and peel off jackets and hats and scarves, but it's not that bad.
I'm thinking of our last skiing trip-we went to Copper Mountain and had a blast drinking Goldschlager and barreling down the mountain. I saw Brian ahead of me fall down and I was laughing so hard that I fell, too! Ahhh good times.
I've included some pictures so we can try and visualize the cold weather...
Should I go left
Or right?
This was the golden medal that allowed us to ski for free. That's the only way our poor asses were going skiing that day! That thing is like $3000 and gets you into Copper, Breckenridge, and a few other resorts within that company's chain.