So... For Christmas, the Y Man got a ski day. He was very excited about this. What I didn't totally realize is that he expected this ski day to be with yours truly. Now my father was a great skier and he taught me to be an alright skier. But the last time I went skiing was 7 years ago at Copper Mountain in some of the coldest weather of the season. I got frost bite and I felt like -- well --- let's just say I felt real' bad. SO I have not been quite as pumped as Y man about this ski trip. We have about 30lbs of ski, boot and pole in the back seat of my little camry and despite my reservations, I think we are going. So say a little prayer for me and I'll try to give you an update and let you know how it goes!