Our First 24 Hours Away

For Christmas my parents gave us 2 skiing passes, a night stay at an Inn in Almo, two steak dinners, and a couple massage. Eric and I were really excited about this gift because this was the first time we left Kinsley for more than a few hours.

My dad (who always watches the weather) told us the best day to go skiing was on Wednesday. When we arrived at Pomerelle it became apparent that he lied. It was a terrible ski day! It was freezing cold, it snowed the entire time, and some of the runs were closed due to the white out. Pomerelle also had a ton of powder- at some spots the powder came up to our knees! We have never seen so much powder! I am not skilled at powder skiing so it took me a long time to get down the mountain and by the end of each run my legs would be burning! We ran into my Grandpa Jones, Aunt Tesha, and Uncle Cade. It still amazes me that my Grandpa (in his 70's) still loves to ski! It was fun seeing my grandpa at Pomerelle because I haven't skied with him in years! He told me next year Kinsley will be old enough to come with us... (we started skiing young)... I guess we will have to see.

It was so cold that my hair froze! I decided to sit out the last two runs and thaw myself in the lodge with a nice cup of hot chocolate. When Eric was done he said that next time we go together he is going to snowboard because he thought I was a slow skier. (Thanks honey!)

When we arrived at the Inn in Almo, ID we were cold, sore, and starved. We were looking forward to cuddling while watching a movie, getting our massages, and eating. Our dinner was fabulous! Our massages were amazing! But our room didn't have a television... when the population of the town in 140 there isn't a lot of entertainment around. Needless to say, we had a hard time keeping ourselves entertained. We wish we would have brought a game or a book to read. I guess I shouldn't complain there was a book in the room, Hiawatha by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. We read a few pages from it.....

Ye who love a nation's legends,

Love the ballads of a people,

That like voices from afar off

Call to us to pause and listen,

Speak in tones so plain and childlike,

Scarcely can the ear distinguish

Whether they are sung or spoken;-

Listen to this Indian Legend,

To this Song of Hiawatha!

Yeah, we got bored pretty quickly and made up a game.

All in all, we had a great time together! It was great to get away and have a little "us" time. I only called to check on Kinsley four times and each time I was informed by my mother that she didn't even miss us.