Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Beer. It's What's for Easter.
The boys and some friends enjoying a little apres ski on Easter Sunday.
I'm kidding, of course. They didn't drink beer. They did shots.
Kidding again. We would never let them do shots on Easter.
We woke up to this:
But later it cleared and we headed to the mountain, met up with some friends, and spent the day skiing.
Finn was crabby. Found out later he was getting sick. We made him keep skiing because we want our kids to be tough mountain kids. And we're clueless. And we wanted to stay until it was s'more making time at the fire pit.
We made it to the fire pit. The kids made s'mores. I ate 4 homemade gourmet marshmellows (toffee x2, vanilla bean, kahlua). I didn't drink any beer because I didn't want to ruin my preparation for my detox food plan I was starting on Monday. Apparently I didn't feel the marshmellows would be a problem.
Preparing for Easter, the day before.
We're now busy eating a lot of hardboiled eggs. Well, not me, because I'm trying to be a gluten-free vegan for the next two weeks. I'll report back on how that goes. I've discovered it's really hard to be a gluten-free vegan when you decide to make brownies for teachers during Teacher Appreciation Week. Let alone the week after Easter.
Hunting for eggs. Note the hockey bag in the background. It's usually packed away by this time of year. This year's a little different. More on that later. . .
Here's the view out the back door this morning.
At least it didn't happen on April Fool's Day.