Archive for January, 2010

Ski Trip (Part two)

January 29, 2010

We had a restless night on Wednesday due to howling wind outside and noisy neighbors overhead. We were concerned that the wind would ruin our day. Avery’s ski school is located at the absolute most windy spot on the top of the mountain. Our fear is that he would become a human kite and blow off the mountain. Thankfully, there was another affiliated ski school a little further down the mountain and thus somewhat protected from the high winds at the top. We never knew the cause, but the power went out on top of the mountain that morning as well causing the ski lifts to be useless elevated chairs. One ski patrol chap speculated that some of the locals might have been shooting at the power line insulators proving that rednecks exist in every corner of the world.

The only open lifts (and thus the only open slopes) were “down the hill” at the Silver Creek ski area. This area is much smaller and became more crowded quickly, but at least we were able to ski. Avery had a positive ski school report on his ability to make turns and was much more steady on his feet, however he tired quickly. He himself admitted that he refused to make his “Pizza Wedge” (the ubiquitous snowplow) at the end of the lesson because he was tired. The morning cleared nicely and during nap time, Jen was able to ski solo. Thankfully, power was restored and the rest of the mountain was open. Hopefully she’ll comment on her alone ski time.

After an excellent nap time, we had our third and final trip to the indoor pool and dinner out at “The Junction.” Apparently, potato prices are at an all-time low as we were served around 4 pounds of french fries as the side dishes.

This morning, we left out at about 10:30 and had a nice trip. I really wanted to drive all the way home today, but by the time we made it to Bristol, there was already 2 inches of snow in Nashville with more on the way. We’re camped out again in Johnson City, TN with no real idea of when we’ll make it home. We stopped at Hardee’s on the way home as we were getting tired of Arby’s. It had been at least 10 years since I had stepped foot in a Hardees. Growing up in Oxford, we had possibly the world’s nastiest, dirtiest, grossest, funkiest Hardees ever. In the 10+ years since then, Hardees has really improved. Their burgers and fries were really pretty good and I’d recommend a visit to those who have had similar experiences as I had in the past. (Again, can I get paid for some advertising?? Maybe if >3 people ever visited this site…)


Ski Trip (Part one)

January 27, 2010

The Mixons have temporarily relocated to West Virginia for a vacation. We wanted to go skiing and wanted to go out west. Alas, due to the recent economy… Wait, the economy has nothing to do with the fact that I’m still making beans and we’re heavily in debt. Oh well, going out west was not an option so we chose West Virginia. Jen had read a write-up on Snowshoe Mountain in Southern Living and we found that 1) we could drive there and 2) it was a little cheaper. Long story short, here we are.

We left Sunday evening after Jen got off work and drove to Johnson City, TN. There we stayed with the Bridgforths (long-time family friends of the Wells). After a nice time of catching-up and a scrumptious breakfast quiche, we headed up here.Monday night brought hard winds with blowing snow.  Tuesday was somewhat disappointing as the weather continued to be rough. Cold, blowing snow with wind over 15-20mph most of the day. In addition, the pool didn’t open until 2PM (really?)

Wednesday has been 100x better. We decided not to ski Tuesday and pushed our lift tickets to Wed/Thurs instead. After eating a heart-healthy breakfast of Honey Nut Cheerios (I wish I could get paid for all this free advertising), we set out. Parker was the only child in the daycare, but he didn’t mind as they had a much larger Lightning McQueen than we own. Avery went to Ski School (pictures to follow as I don’t have a cable for the camera). Jen and I refreshed our ski-muscles on the bunny slope a few times prior to attacking the green slopes. Make all the fun you want, but I know my limits. The ski-muscle refresher for me (Avery) wasn’t quite enough. Needless to say, the first long, big hill that I encountered caused a bit of panic and I ate it (moderately). This first slope that we tried also had a warning sign (un-heeded) that they were currently “making snow” on this slope. That amounted to a huge pipe spraying a fine mist in the air every 200 or so feet. So, I’m careening down this big hill with very little confidence. Every minute or so, there’s this smoke screen of artificial snow that I cannot see through (much more powder-like than the rest of the snow), and then there’s this big (probably not all that big really) drop-off. My skis dig in to this nice, soft snow and decided to stay put. I did not. Spread eagle, flying-squirrel like face plant into the snow. Thankfully, no one saw except several woodland creatures. I think I might have accidentally killed a few of them with my antics. To add insult to injury, I landed right underneath one of these snow-blowers. As I struggle to stand-up, find my skis, find my poles and reassemble both my dignity and ski costume, I’m quickly becoming covered in a fine mist of rapidly-freezing water. I felt like the liquid metal terminator (T2), just waiting for the slightest thing to cause me to shatter into a million pieces. I finally reestablished a vertical position only to fall twice more on this slope. Jennifer was laughing like Randy laughing at the deranged Easter Bunny costume (the pink nightmare–click below for reminder) as I must have looked funny. Covered in a shell of ice. Thankfully, no photos here.

The remainder of the day was much better. Had to get that one out of my system. The day was clear and milder than the previous 2 and the wind was not a bother. No more significant falls and I don’t think Jen fell once, not that I was counting. We went to meet Avery at Ski School and the instructor told us 2 things: 1) He was really sweet and respectful and 2) he needs to be in the beginner class again tomorrow. To cut him some slack, he did spend the first 60% of his life in Tampa and he’s not even 4 yet. After lunch, the boys fell asleep hard and it was my turn to go solo skiing while jen stayed with the boys during naptime. Had some great runs (no falls) with nice weather. The slopes here have been really nice and comparable to what I have seen out west (2 resorts >11years ago for what it’s worth).

After a dip in the pool this afternoon, it’s bedtime at last. Will write about the remainder of the vacation after it actually happens and include photos. Stay Tuned…

Excuses excuses

January 13, 2010

I really would like to blog, but I’m reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. For the first time.

Hopeful future topics:

1. Glad Chuck is back on the air.

2. Upcoming Ski trip

3. Diet Barqs Rootbeer