Experience #4

This tale is second hand, as there was no way, even here in hell, I was going to go along. Ken and the kids went skiing/snowboarding.

The adventure starts with a mad rush for hats and gloves. Remember, these items are not needed often here in hell, so it was a little difficult. I'm not even sure we were able to round up 4 good pair. Jake was so excited. He had bought a snowboard and boots from a friend. He was bragging all week about how good he was, and how he would show Michael what to do. So, anyone who knows Michael knows the end of this story, but I'll save it for later. Ken was waffling on whether or not he would try anything. Friends at work told him, if he wanted to try anything, it should be skiing. When they left early (and I mean early) Friday morning, he still wasn't sure what he was going to do. I texted him around 11:30 and got no reply so I figured he decided to try some sort of activity.

Ken spent the morning in the "learn to ski" class. He took the adult class as he didn't want to be totally embarrassed. He said about half the class quit before the lessons were even over. He, however, "tore up the bunny slopes!" He was walking a little gingerly when they got back home. I'm pretty sure 3 hours of driving isn't the best medicine for sore muscles.

So back to Jake, the snowboard instructor. Now remember, Jake has only been snowboarding twice before at church weekend camp outs. He took Michael out to teach him some moves. He was so mad when he got home. Michael was already better than Jake. Mike was still cautious and didn't dare the black diamond and didn't take any jumps (both of which almost killed Jake because he is not quite so cautious.) So, Jake can still say he "landed a jump." But in reality, Michael is a natural athlete and will probably always pick up things quicker than anyone else.

Megan, also cautious, spent the day going back and forth with Michael & Jake and then checking up on her ole dad. She told a funny story about coming to watch Ken. He saw her and waved as he was heading to the chairlift. He stopped and waved as he inched up in line. He stopped and waved again before he got on, then one last wave as he was heading up the hill. She tells the story much better than I did. She thought it was cute, kind of like the little kid in the Christmas musical making sure his family sees him in all his glory.

Everyone was exhausted when they got home, and we all went to bed pretty early. I spent the day packing and watching all the Lifetime/Hallmark Christmas movies I had recorded.

Today, Experience #5.