Tuesday, December 30, 2008

We're bad bloggers

Sorry we haven't posted in a while. It's been about....5 days since our last post and really not much has happened. We had a great Christmas and the days following that we worked were ridiculously busy. It made for quite a tiring day. Agata has lineups that go out to the parking lot and the occasional stupid people that come to her office.
We have gotten a lot of snow and this week we have snow every day this week, including a big dumper Thursday/Friday/Saturday.....unfortunately I work Fri/Sat/Sun/Mon so I won't be able to get much of that sweet sweet powder. Oh well, more will come.

There are a lot of dogs here and we really miss our Cody. He would love it here and would have many friends. They actually have a $5 season pass for your dog. There are big dogs....little dogs....Agata buys doggie biscuits for the dogs that come in to visit.

They got their other winch-groomer fixed on Friday so there are more black/double/black diamond runs being groomed which makes the skiing more fun on the back side. I think I'm going to see if I can get a ride in the winch-cats as I think it'll be one heck of a ride.

As for New Years, Agata and I going to our local pub for the night. Well.....me, I'm going to be there for 4pm to watch Canada vs. US in the World Junior Hockey Championships. Yes......there will be beer. I don't work on the 1st so I can sleep in and then ski.

We finally went night skiing yesterday and it was really eerie since it was windy, cloudy, and no other light pollution. The night-ski lights made it look like a desolate planet.

Pictures! This is a great picture from the top of Alpine Meadows

and this is a great picture of Santa Claus after a hard night of delivery presents. He can really shred!
Sorry this post was short but really not much has happened. There will be more cool-ness after New Years!

Ta-Ta!
Agata and Mike

1 comment:

Mark Conlin said...

Jealous.

Having your sister/randy, jen/aaron to the house for new years. You and Agata should stop by...err..uh...and bring that fluffy pow with you.

Remy R.

Marj.