Skiing at Crystal

Last Thursday we had our neighbors, the Questads, over for dinner and an obscene amount of Chocolate fondue. For those keeping track, last Thursday was both Valentines Day and the day my goals gave way to my desires. My goal was to loose two pounds last week and I was doing pretty well until the chocolate fondue. Now, you may scoff and say only a fool blames the fondue and not himself (actually, I think Confucius said that) but none of you reading this (unless you are Mat or Courtney) saw the fondue. Bubbling chocolaty goodness - or seething cauldron of diet busting isoflavonoids? You be the judge!

(best if loosely sung to the tune My favorite things)
We had pound cake and pretzels and crunchy graham crackers
bananas and oranges and tasty strawberries
fluffy white coconut homemade macaroons
all dunked in lovely chocolate cocoons

But the best part
yes the best part
early that day Audra made caramels
to give to the teachers and grumpy bus drivers (she's not grumpy but I needed the syllable)
And then we all dunked them in CHOCOLATE FONDUE

Yeah, I know that last part doesn't match or rhyme or really anything, but once you dip homemade caramel into chocolate fondue you really lose a lot of your self control and do crazy stuff like that.

Which brings me to my title. I went skiing at Crystal today with my good friend(and aforementioned neighbor) Mat. Drunk on fondue Mat asked if I would like to go up skiing at Crystal this weekend and as luck would have it - (luck being Audra) I could. So Mat and I packed up our gear and left the house this morning for a day in the sun on the slopes. It was a great day, the sun was out and Mt. Rainier was so close you felt like you could reach out and touch it. From the various ridges we could see Mt. St. Helens, Mt. Adams and even the white peak of Mt. Baker and Baker is like 3000 miles away! Great day.

I'll start my back on my diet again tomorrow.