Today I’m off to Vermont for the weekend. Some friends and I have stumbled upon the use of a ski house. There’s just one small catch – I don’t ski.
As a family, we Beermans were much more beach vacationers than cold weather vacationers. I skied for the first time senior year of college and five-year-olds flew past me on the mountain. It was then that I decided sometimes you really can’t teach an old dog new tricks.
Nevertheless, this has not deterred me from my ski weekend. While most of the girls ski, a few friends and I will be reading, relaxing, and probably drinking plenty of wine. It sounds perfect to me. I look forward to finishing Catching Fire while sitting next to an actual fire and watching the snow (or more likely slush?) come down.
Happy Friday and have a good weekend everyone!
