I Have Never Been Skiing

I have a confession, I have never been skiing.  I grew up in Indiana where there is a lot of snow in the winter. I know that Indiana is a pretty flat state, but there were some manmade ski resorts.  I had friends who would go skiing and my youth group went but I never went along.  As I have confessed before, I am not really athletic, so I don’t really have the desire to actually go skiing.  I would however love to go to a luxury catered ski chalet somewhere in the mountains. It would be so much fun to go with a group of friends and sit by the fire and sip hot chocolate and watch the snow fall.  I am sure there would be breathtaking views of the mountains. It would be a very romantic place to take someone you love.  I am not sure if I would be the only one by the fire or not but that would be fine with me. I could read or blog or just relax and not have to worry about being freezing cold or if I would break my arm or leg. Watching me ski would be like watching a cartoon character crash in to something. Cartoons don’t get hurt, me on the other hand, it would end badly.

   

I think it would be cool to ride the ski lift. I wouldn’t get off when the others do. I would just enjoy the scenery. It would be a great ride. I was planning on going to a chalet with my ex and another couple in the Smokey Mountains but we never fully planned it out so we didn’t end up doing it.  Someday I will gather a small group of people and actually go. I would fully disclose that there is no way I would actually try to ski, but I would be there to just hang out with my friends.

Do you like to ski?

Snow Days VS. Hurricane Days

When I was growing up in central Indiana, snow days were a common thing in the winter. It was always exciting when my school was on the bottom of the screen saying closed. I learned about a snow dance in Jr. High that I still swear it works in a cold climate in winter. I remember doing it on mostly Gold days because all my favorite classes were on blue days. Always on blue days.  I am not sure how that worked out. I also had SRT on gold days which was very boring. When I was younger my favorite snow day activities were watching TV, making bread from scratch, playing outside in the snow and playing games and just relaxing. The bad thing about snow days is making them up. 

Noah doesn't have snow days, since we live in Florida. He has hurricane days.  Basically when the weather is really bad with a hurricane in our path or a tropical storm, he doesn't go to school. We had one in August. I am hoping and knocking on wood that we never have a hurricane or a tropical storm. Thankfully he doesn't have to make it up.

Summer Concert Memories

One of the things I used to enjoy was going to concerts. I don't really go to them anymore because I am a mom and well it is hard to get away to go to one. I remember my first concert, it was The Cranberries when I was in the seventh grade. My sister's first concert was New Kids on the Block, I think. I could be wrong. I was never in to New Kids on the Block so I am not so excited as everyone else is about the reunion concert. When I was in high school, every summer my dad would take my sister and I to see Steve Miller at Deer Creek. I looked forward to it each summer because it was something special my dad shared with us, the love of music. We also went to other concerts at fairs, but Steve Miller was always my favorite. I was pretty naive when I was younger and I didn't realize what the other people at the concert were doing. I thought that they all just had really bad body odor. I remember asking later why it smelled so bad, and I was told why.

The last concert I went to was Lynyrd Skynyrd. It was a long time ago. It was literally spur of the moment as things often were before I was a mom. We hadn't gone through a big ticket shop to get our tickets. We fought through traffic which was completely backed up. We got to the concert not even knowing if we would get tickets. There were a ton of people who wanted to see Lynyrd Skynyrd too. After standing there for what seemed like hours, a friend was able to get us tickets. The concert was awesome. Everyone was singing a long and having a great time. When you go to a concert lawn seats are the way to go, but they only had pavilion so it was kind of crunched. I remember bawling at the first notes of Tuesday's Gone.  I felt like a total weirdo but it made me remember my miscarriage.

I would love to take Noah to concerts when he gets older. He loves music, especially Rock n Roll. I think it would be fun to make those memories with my son, just as my dad did with me.