What I did on my weeklong vacation from blogging...

In list form.

Who doesn't love a list? Especially a list with photos of very poor quality. Yeah. I knew that was just what you wanted. I like to give to the people.

1) Thursday: Backcountry skiing. There's a trail about 10 minutes from our house. This trail, oh this lovely, lovely trail, with hardly touched snow and the friendship of a creek is currently the place I'm most likely to be found.



2) Friday: Night skiing. That's right. Skiing. At night. There's a park in town that grooms its fields and turns on its lights to allow a little evening fun.

3) Saturday: Winterfest. This is a festival in town featuring things like ice sculptures,



live bands,



cross-country skiing sprint races,



igloos,



kids puking in bouncy houses,

(I didn't take a picture of that, you weirdo.)

dudes on skis launching themselves off of that U.S. Cellular platform (come on, only a dude would do that),



and you know, a good time:



4) Sunday: A long ski on groomed forest trails with just Mike. We pawned Sarah off on some friends.

5) Monday: Work, work, boring, boring, boring...

6) Tuesday: Nearly 60 degree weather! Oh the joy nearly killed me. This called for a nice run in the sun kissed snow.

There you have it. My life in a list. Gosh, it was much more amusing when I was living it.