We were supposed to go skiing today. We got far enough along to be in the car, about to enter the turnpike and head north to Elk when we realized that it was raining, likely to get worse, and this was not going to be a nice day for skiing...let alone 200 miles of driving.
In lieu of skiing we puttered around the house. I started with a nice nap to catch up on a week's worth of sleep not gotten, but we rounded into form with a new towel bar in the bathroom, paint touch ups around the second floor wherever they were needed, work on the mirror frame project which drags on, and some general cleaning/clearing. Now it's evening and time for dinner and "Little Fockers" at Emmaus.
Last night was fun, too, as we stepped out to celebrate Gryffin's 6th birthday at Kome. Many things excite a six year old, but few as much as a flaming hibachi grill and a chef with a full repertoire of grill-tool tricks. It was fun.