What a long cold winter it's been. Since December, we have been weekend warriors, piling into the car each Friday after school, making the 4+ hour trip to the cabin, skiing Saturday and Sunday and then back home Sunday evening. The kids have been real troopers throughout, but the one who gets the most credit for tolerance is Diesel. Poor guy has really put in work this winter.
There have been ups and downs this season, starting with Cienna wrecking her very first race. But she rebounded nicely by coming in 1st place in the Lake City downhill.
It was at that moment that we realized that all of the long drives, late nights and (sometimes) tears were so worth it. She was not only getting better...she was thriving. She made some new friends and so did we. We learned how to streamline our ski day process by pre-planning breakfast, packing our own lunch, arriving early and having the kids carry their own gear!
Last weekend was the last "official" race of the season and once again a valuable lesson came from it. (Actually 2 valuable lessons came from it.) Wolf Creek hosted the event and asked for parental volunteers to help with all aspects of the race, from setting up the course, providing lunch, registering racers, finding donations for the raffle, etc. Since we were in Florida the weekend before we did not get the list until we got back. By then the only job left was "gatekeeper." No one told us that gatekeeper meant standing on the steepest part of the mountain in your ski boots for 4 hours while radioing in any falls, gates down, etc. I was...how do you say...MISERABLE. Tony on the other hand made the best of his flat position by and I quote "digging himself a fox hole" hunkering down and drinking beer that he had brought with him. He kept shouting at me to "come down to his fox hole" to hang out while I was taking my job seriously as skier after skier continued to wipe out or almost wipe out right near my post. I was...how do you say...WANTING TO KILL HIM. Lesson learned. No more gatekeeper for me!
Cienna learned what it felt like to be Ms. Universe for a second. After posting the results in front of God and everyone showing Cienna in 2nd place, another parent quickly realized that the times near the bottom were quicker than the times near the top. She actually got 4th place. After a few tears, I told her the story about Ms. Universe and how they had announced her as the winner and gave her the crown and the flowers and then "ooops! I read it wrong! Give me that crown back and those flowers while your at it!" She started to smile and agreed that it would have been much worse to have been standing on the podium wearing the medal when they said "just kidding!" Another valuable lesson learned.
It was a great season for all of us. Even AJ rebounded nicely after loosing one of his skis on his 2nd day of skiing (they told us to come back when the snow melts.) He learned not to lie when you have a GoPro on your helmet recording everything. Or maybe he learned not to wear a GoPro. You would have to ask him. But after going on a run with sister, breaking off the trail and ending up in the parking lot, coming up with a story about someone "pushing him" down that way and then realizing that the entire event was recorded, he had to have learned some lesson. We will forever make fun of him for that video and most importantly "It's A Trap!" He will never live that one down. Ever.
Without Tony I could not have done it. I would like to think that without me he would not have been able to do it. But most likely he would have been fine because he's a much better driver than I am in the snow and the kids are scared of him. Still, I couldn't have asked for a better partner this ski season or in life.
Awesome season our "Lil Ripper!"
Tuesday, February 23, 2016
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
Flauridaa
After weeks and weeks of being NM - CO weekend warriors we decided to relax make a true trek across the country and spend the long weekend in Florida! Call us crazy, but we were ready for some sand instead of snow, and sun instead of...well...SNOW!
We left Thursday afternoon and everything was going splendidly smooth until about 5 MINUTES INTO THE TRIP when we were checking in and Tony realized he forgot his wallet at home. Awesome. Just awesome. So while he grabbed the shuttle back to the car to drive back to the house to get back on the shuttle to get onto the flight, I relaxed by the gate with the kids wondering what insanely unbelievable story Tony would come up to blame me for him forgetting his wallet.
After arriving in Ft. Lauderdale very, very late we met up with our friends from New Jersey who had flown down to meet us. We said hi and bye quickly and planned to "pool it up" the next day for the kids (our Cienna and AJ and their Gianna and Benny.)
After awesome weather and a relaxing day by the pool, we all went out to dinner and met up with my brother Jay and his wife Monique who recently relocated from CA to Boca Raton, FL. After dinner, they came back to our hotel where the kids had a lot of fun beating the hell out of him during a pillow fight. Maybe it's all that WWF wrestling that we used to watch, but my brother is the best at taking a beating and making it look "authentic."
Saturday we spent on the "A1A" strip in Ft Lauderdale, watching the kids collect seashells in once again beautiful weather. Benny and Gianna's aunt Phyllis flew in that day and joined our growing group in the fun. She served as a tour guide of sorts as she has a condo overlooking both the bay and the ocean. It was magnificent!
Sunday we spent at the world's largest swap meat / flea market / mercado extraordinaire with my brother. It was huge, dirty, smelly and totally something that we would do!
Monday we tried to go to the Miami Zoo, but the weather said NO! So we headed to a shopping area on the water and discovered a boat show that would forever change my mind regarding what a "boat" truly is. Boat to me now means LUXURY. I get it now.
It's hard to say what my favorite part of the trip was. The pool, the food, the beach, the sun, the sand, the friends or family. Maybe it was when the unmarked police car tried to warn Tony to slow down and he gave the guy the finger. Maybe it was when the guy didn't have the jurisdiction or the reason to pull him over and he had no choice but to let us be on our way. It's hard to say. But Flauridaa as we like to call it (thanks to our New Jersey friends!) was just what we needed to beat our winter blues!
We left Thursday afternoon and everything was going splendidly smooth until about 5 MINUTES INTO THE TRIP when we were checking in and Tony realized he forgot his wallet at home. Awesome. Just awesome. So while he grabbed the shuttle back to the car to drive back to the house to get back on the shuttle to get onto the flight, I relaxed by the gate with the kids wondering what insanely unbelievable story Tony would come up to blame me for him forgetting his wallet.
After arriving in Ft. Lauderdale very, very late we met up with our friends from New Jersey who had flown down to meet us. We said hi and bye quickly and planned to "pool it up" the next day for the kids (our Cienna and AJ and their Gianna and Benny.)
After awesome weather and a relaxing day by the pool, we all went out to dinner and met up with my brother Jay and his wife Monique who recently relocated from CA to Boca Raton, FL. After dinner, they came back to our hotel where the kids had a lot of fun beating the hell out of him during a pillow fight. Maybe it's all that WWF wrestling that we used to watch, but my brother is the best at taking a beating and making it look "authentic."
Saturday we spent on the "A1A" strip in Ft Lauderdale, watching the kids collect seashells in once again beautiful weather. Benny and Gianna's aunt Phyllis flew in that day and joined our growing group in the fun. She served as a tour guide of sorts as she has a condo overlooking both the bay and the ocean. It was magnificent!
Sunday we spent at the world's largest swap meat / flea market / mercado extraordinaire with my brother. It was huge, dirty, smelly and totally something that we would do!
Monday we tried to go to the Miami Zoo, but the weather said NO! So we headed to a shopping area on the water and discovered a boat show that would forever change my mind regarding what a "boat" truly is. Boat to me now means LUXURY. I get it now.
It's hard to say what my favorite part of the trip was. The pool, the food, the beach, the sun, the sand, the friends or family. Maybe it was when the unmarked police car tried to warn Tony to slow down and he gave the guy the finger. Maybe it was when the guy didn't have the jurisdiction or the reason to pull him over and he had no choice but to let us be on our way. It's hard to say. But Flauridaa as we like to call it (thanks to our New Jersey friends!) was just what we needed to beat our winter blues!
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