Spring skiing

It was supposed to get up into the early 50s up north today, and it was cold enough last night to support decent grooming, so we ran up to Gore today and sweated like crazy. I have never been so warm skiing. It was quite tiring, in fact. The sky was, at times, indigo, a shade that in the summer would send me paddling for cover, but which today was just intense and unreal. Skiing was soft, of course, but still not bad, and Hannah was able to regain her confidence, and Bekah made quite a bit of progress. Much fun. We didn't really last that long, though, because of the heat. They were both getting so tired that they actually admitted they were tired, so we came back home early. That was fine. (When we left, it was 64 degrees.) I'm still scheduled to have a day to myself on Friday; we'll have to see what the conditions are like. Yesterday was the family birthday party for Hannah, which Lee did all the work on. Went very nicely. Tomorrow: her actual birthday. I cannot believe that it has been 10 years. She's such a cool kid. Both of them kicked ass on their report cards, but that's par for the course. I couldn't love them more. Though I will, tomorrow.