April 7, 2014
We had a blast on our Spring Break trip this year. Telluride, Colorado is a must for anyone who likes to ski. There are lots of easy slopes for people like me who just want to cruise along and enjoy the scenery, and plenty more for the advanced skier as well. No death defying feats for this chic. I leave that to my fifteen year old son, and believe me he rises to the challenge. I don’t know how many times I told him to stop skiing backward! It’s just not safe!
Sadly though, this will probably be our last family ski trip with everyone. The drive is a long and grueling two day trip. Shoot, we don’t even make it out of Texas the first day. And once the kids graduate high school, they seem to want to go out and do their own thing with friends on their days off. What the heck is with that anyway? LOL
So, we enjoyed every moment we could with them. The log cabin house we stayed in was spectacular. The kids and hubby enjoyed the hot tub, while I snuck away to the loft on the other side of the house. Talk about the perfect writer’s getaway. I was in heaven.
No one could understand why I wanted to stay behind the second day and rest my weary legs. “We’re going to the very top today, mom. You can’t miss that.” Honestly, all I could think about was the peace and quiet, not to mention the awesome atmosphere I would be leaving behind. Besides, I’d seen the top and knew how tough the slopes were to get back down the mountain. No easy cruising. You need to be in tip top form, full of energy and trust me, I wasn’t so sure my legs were going to make it. I probably wouldn’t even make it off the lift! Oh, the horror of falling down while getting off the lift. It’s not something I want to experience again in this lifetime. They finally left me in peace, but they still think I’m crazy.
“Don’t try to figure me out, I’m a special kind of twisted.”
Okay, this quote had me in stitches! It’s perfect. Sure wish I had seen it before our trip. I’ve often tried to explain to others (non-writers) why I do what I do. So far, I’ve done a pretty poor job of it. LOL How does one describe this feeling? It’s just there. It’s just something I love to do. It doesn’t have to make sense does it??
From now on, I’m just going to repeat this line over and over with the best eerie smile I can muster. That should do it! 🙂