I'm flying high over mid-America towards ski trip. The destination for
this eight annual adventure: Alyeska in Girdwood, AK. (Sixth annual cookie
selection: chocolate chip.) I've been hoping to ski in Alaska since Capt.
Reichelm declined to put us ashore in Valdez a decade ago...plus, Alaska!We've been hard at it lately. Friday night we checked out an Allen hoops
double header wherein both girls and boys rolled against Dieruff and an
east-side v. west-side brawl outside was the best competition of the
evening. I skied Elk Saturday while Jenelle held down the fort in the
lodge. With a canoe seat for back support, a Thermos of hot cocoa, and
plenty to grade and read I think this worked out well. It worked well for
me, too, as I punished my shins with about 20 runs of hard carving and
about 5 runs of moguls. And, as always, wrapped the day with heated seats
and Prairie Home on the southbound drive.
Monday was Valentine's and we opted to dine in with a full crepe dinner
avec French music and the trimmings: roasted garlic and croquettes, pear
and goat cheese salad, savory with creamy roasted leeks and spinach, and
sweet with Nutella. It was wonderful and wonderfully reminiscent of our
Tuesday night cooking dates during MEng days. It's often hard to believe
that this was our seventh official Valentines but also seems hard to
imagine things any other way.
Tuesday and Wednesday were busy getting ready for me to go - tune and hot
wax for battle-ready b3s, cat prep, cleaning, the works.