March 15, 2009

Happy Place Part II

Today we continue our journey into 'My Happy Place'. Places I go of late that make me... happy... when things around me are... not so much.

These were taking in Colorado, our first true family vacation where we weren't visiting family or going to Disney World for a weekend. With the economy, it appears it will be our last, so it was good it was such a wonderful time.

We went snow mobiling which I found completely overrated as I like to be in control and I never once felt like I was. Plus... it was cold and snowy and the visibility was poor.

I lived in fear of losing my 2nd son off the back of the machine.

That said, there are happy memories as many funny things were said and if misery loves company, we had a GREAT time together.

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Update: CRAP. I had no idea this had posted early... so I'm continuing...

Morrigan had said, 'Why don't they make snow angels?" and I said, "Um... because they are boys..." (The implication was that they were too daggum busy pelting each other with snow, shoving it down each other's shirts, and throwing each other into it, to take the time to actually make something as sweet as a snow angel.)

But then I suggest it and it looked like I had dead boy bodies all over the back of the condo.

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There were a lot of snowball fights...

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My husband also asked that I take some action pictures of the kids skiing. Since I was the best skiier of the crew, I was sent down the mountain to get them coming down.

Good Lord.

I was making my way to the edge of the slope where the snow was all fluffy and not packed down and I couldn't stop and I ran into this little tree... as in it went between my legs and finally I stopped in a heap.

I wish someone had it on film. My skis went every which way, I was a ball in the snow while the four of them watched me from atop try to sit up so I could take pictures of them coming down.

Seriously. I looked like I was Queen of the Dorks.

This is us before the entire episode.

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As I tried to catch Mr. T on film, this woman kept falling and falling in front of him. To see the entire series is to see a woman who looked like a bigger dork than I did as I took out that tree.

Something difficult to top.

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And my Florida boys obviously got used to the cold. This was the last day...

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Posted by Boudicca at March 15, 2009 07:57 PM
Comments

.... what a group of troopers!.... just look at that snow!...

Posted by: Eric at March 15, 2009 09:25 PM

Gosh, that "other woman" has all her weight on her down hill ski ... and the downhill leg is straight (unbent) ... the uphill ski is riding flat on the snow (no edge) ... she is totally out of control. Ug.

The picture of you all at the top of "Why Not" is glorious. Looks like you had a great time.

Love the boys outside in the snow.

By the way, Ringo is definitely catching you in height.

Posted by: The Thomas at March 15, 2009 10:14 PM

I know I'm supposed to be looking at the other dorky woman in the one pic, but the first thing that jumps right out is how comfortable your son looks on skis. Like he was born on them and has been skiing his entire life. ROFLMAO.

Posted by: Teresa at March 15, 2009 10:41 PM

Wonderful pictures; they really capture the feeling of fun... I can see why this would be one of your happy places. ;)

Posted by: Pam at March 16, 2009 05:04 AM

Eric- They were like frickin' puppies. They had such a great time.

Thomas- You sound like my ski instructor. What a riot! She would fall to the left and catch herself and then fall to the right and her arms would pinwheel. I just sat in the snow watching it. Mr. T said, "Did you even get ONE good picture of me without that woman falling?" I actually got MORE pictures of him because of it. I was very cognizant her clown show was blocking him.

They've all grown in that month now and Ringo is 1 inch shorter than I am now. Good grief. He bends down a bit so I can kiss his forehead. T just leans into me now...

Teresa- They were so comfortable. They were still kind of wedgy. I only get all wedgy when I'm tired and they're still working on getting out of the wedge, but there is no fear. It was as if they were born to ski.

Pam- It is a big happy place for me. Tonight's happy place is kind of funny... a bit odd.

Posted by: Bou at March 16, 2009 07:44 AM

Great photos Bou it looks like a blast! Hope that life ceases to be so hectic for you and settles down soon!

Posted by: Rachel at March 16, 2009 12:15 PM

Heh. you have a way to go to catch me. I've run into a tree, gone over a snowbank into someone's yard in three feet of snow(they had a nice hot tub but it was covered up.), broken a ski, and broken an outrigger. You're already a better skier than I am.

Mr T's form is perfect. Look at those bended knees!

That woman had no business skiing that slope.

Posted by: Denny at March 16, 2009 01:02 PM

Now that's fun! Except maybe the part about catching a pine tree between the legs...oooweee.

Posted by: JihadGene at March 16, 2009 01:14 PM

Yeah. . . glad you aren't a guy? I have a pretty good idea of how that feels. . .


Just think, if you had packed 'em, and stayed maybe a week longer, they'd be up to running around in shorts and flip flops

Your poor boy didn't get hit by that idiot, did he? Cause that looks like a head on collision just waiting to happen. Excellent form on his part though.

If you ever go back, I suggest trying out the ski blades. They're really short skis, which allows for really tight turns and better maneuverability.

Posted by: Andrew "The Phule" Ravencroft at March 16, 2009 08:45 PM