who knew that being locked in a ski house (more like lodge) with 16 other wonderful people (more like crazy) and five cuddly dogs (more like hairy beasts) would be so great. (more like awesome!)couldn't resist posting this. something in your teeth, mar?
violent games of charades. inappropiate movie quotes. best of chris farley. scrabble and dance offs and hours of cards. ray lamontange blasting on the speakers. way too much food. a lot of snow. tempatures that for 3 days did not rise above zero. skiing. skiing like a mad man after my father as he raced the wind down the mountain until my nose became a little block of ice.
i look a bit insane. perhaps that's why he threw me in the snow later.
laughter and sleeping late and dancing for hours and bundling up like eskimoes and remembering our jaybird and making new memories. such as courtney trackwell chanting over and over "this is the best. new years. ever."
he's so lucky to have TWO courtneys to harass and love him.
so long, 2010. i'm glad we survived you. hello, 2011. may you be full of happiness and blessings.and numerous dance parties.
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