The world's most ridiculous Hallmark holiday in the world has come and gone, and what do we have to show for it?

Erm, I mean happy valentine's day, guys.

I don't have any_thing_ per se, but I did have a wonderful ski-filled weekend, which you all know is more than a Valentine's present to me.

This was the first weekend since my fancy ski clinic and so far it seems I've learned enough to keep me going quite awhile. I ski faster now, with better balance and I could ski anywhere Nick wanted to go. We did chair 6 of course, and Eagle Bowl off chair 10. I liked that run and I'd never done it, so experiencing something new was really cool. Ended the day in the Palisades, and though my knee is still sore, I had a great time.

On Saturday Jen's family came to Kirkwood and I got to help the little ones ski. Alex, her four year old brother, is crazy and tried to ski backwards after he saw Nick doing it. Then, little boy follows me inbetween some trees on chair 5. Little nut. "Monkey see, monkey do," were Cindy's favorite words to me by the end of the day.

Steve, Nick's brother, was extremely helpful with the children and didn't have a bad run of skiing himself. He's a little prone to falling, and didn't always like the runs we took him on, but trooped through One Man Chute when Nick got him lost.

The hot tub was a necessity, and I'm glad we are giving repeat business to the Vagabond Inn in South Lake since they held onto my fancy pillow for two months before I claimed it. I'm pretty sure the owner of the motel was using it to sleep with though because he didn't want to give it up.

Oh yeah, this is supposed to be about Valentine's Day.

Well, in there somewhere was a nice dinner with some Wet Woodies. Stop pervert, I'm talking about a drink at the restaurant. Very tasty. I haven't had a brain freeze like that in years, but when you are thirsty and you get a slushy mai-tai tasting thing, you must suck it down quickly.

Happy day after. Hope it was good for everyone.