I have waited for 17 years to do what I just did today. As soon as the kids got on the bus this morning J and I headed out the door with ski boots in hand and headed up to Beaver Mountain. Pure, unadulterated indulgence. I went skiing in the middle of the week with my favorite ski partner, and I didn't have to get a babysitter. I actually felt a little scandalous.
We have had a few storms over the last few days, and it paid off. I think there were only 23 other people skiing today, and actually 21 of them were snowboarders. We had the mountain to ourselves, and at least 20 inches of new snow. J would laugh as I was making my way down the slope since the snow hit me mid thigh most of the time. There was not a groomed trail in sight. I've been skiing since I was 5, but I am not accustom to powder days quite like this. I'm a "Suzie Chapstick" kind of gal. I love groomed trails, that look like corduroy, and make you scream as you go sailing down the run. Even so, it was still a perfect day. To top off all this perfect, indulgence we had the best treat known to man when we got back to the car.
SLICED APPLES AND NUTELLA. If you're not a fan of Nutella give it another try. That's the only reason the Lord made apples I think. To be dipped in chocolate hazelnut goodness. I can't wait to post my favorite Nutella sandwich. We call it a Squashy Joshy. You're going to love it. I think we should start making them at the bakery in fact. I have decided the main reason I go skiing is to eat Nutella and apples at the car when the day is over. That's a good enough reason to go skiing don't you think.