Yeah, so. I swear to God I’m really NOT a bad mom. But yes, yes I took my son snowboarding when it was 14 degrees outside. I would wait dutifully in the bar. I had visions of a quiet lofty rustic bar with a grand fireplace. The sweet smell of pine and Christmas garland dressing up the place. Me sipping a glass of wine. I brought a new book to read. Life would be grand (while my son froze his ass off outside.)
Yeah, didn’t work out that way so much. The bar was a cross between the corner bar in any old neighborhood and a really old cabin. I was quickly reminded of WHY I don’t like camping….from the mildewy stink inside. ICK. But, I’m a trooper. I ordered a glass of white zinfandel. I’m glad I didn’t get a yellow wine, because it was served in a small plastic cup that resembled a urine specimen container. $4.75
So of course after the wine, I need a smoke. And, of course, in Ohio smokers have been banished to the depths of hell (outside in the now 10 degree temps). So I didn’t smoke much. Two cups of hot chocolate went by and I got some reading in…..in the cafeteria where the smell was of french fries! lol
Yes, that’s 14 degrees. Alan unloading his gear (Brandywine Resort) Lot’s o’ white stuff.
Alan & his friend are in this pic somewhere. (?) Last pic before batteries died. Too cold.
So, I got some brand new batteries, put them in…..got ONE pic out of them before their sudden death due to the cold weather! Arghhhhh!
I cannot believe the kids lasted 3 1/2 hours in these temps. I can’t believe they came home with the same amount of toes and fingers they went with. When we left, it was 3 degrees with a wind chill of minus 15 (brrrrrrrr)
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