Sunday March 4, 2012

Yesterday was a tour of airports and travel day. I dropped of B-Money at the SLC airport around 7am. He made it home safely to Appleton at approximately 4:20pm. Good news. I then hurried from there to the airport in Montrose, Colorado to meet up with Wife. I made it there in plenty of time to have a nice Thai lunch and still get to the airport in time for her arrival. I was so excited to see her. Once I sat in the airport and knew her plan landed my heart started racing. It felt like I was waiting on a blind first date or something. I could see her get off the plane outside and walk in, I saw her long before she saw me. My reaction was overwhelming joy to see her. Her reaction was, “Oh my god, your face!” She claims it was because of my unshaven state, but I have my doubts.

After our reunion at the airport we drove to Telluride, about an hour and a half. We got checked in to our hotel (Murphy Bed), rented her skis for the week, ate an early bird special dinner, and were asleep in bed by 7:30. It’s like we never missed a beat traveling together.

Today we spent time on Telluride Mountain. The weather was perfect, maybe not for skiing, but perfect. There were beautiful blue skies, not a cloud to be seen or a hint of wind. The temperature was a scolding 45 degrees. By the end of the day on the mountain I was sweating. We had a blast. Wife looked great on her big girl skis. She looked cool, confortable, and confident, like an Enjoli Perfume woman. We cruised until about 2:30, quite a long first day actually.

I am so happy to have her here with me right now. Whatever she wants to do this week, we will do. It sounds like we might be taking a day or two trip up to Crested Butte. I may not let her leave when the time comes. There was a tiny part of me that thought she might show up at the airport with 2 dogs and all her clothes. Had that happened we definitely never would have come home.

I had a great time last week with Bradford. One of our favorite things to do was drive around on this road. It made us chuckle every time. Since B-Town is now gone the burden baton of responsibility for taking care of me has now been passed on. I hate to say that she is already falling short, but I received no warning of this sign at all and now have a burn.

Friday March 2, 2012

Oh man. Today was possibly the first, but definitely biggest failure day of the winter. I got up extra early today so had time alone to catch up on some things, do a little personal introspection, and make a plan for the day. That plan included leaving early, getting breakfast on the road, driving to Snowbird near SLC, doing damage to the mountain, driving back to Park City, grabbing a pizza from Maxwell’s, and settling in to watch the live fights at 7pm. The fights were great and we ate frozen pizza and wings. Other than that I blew it today.

Once Bradford got out of bed I informed him of my grand plan for the day. We got into the car and set sail. Once we got to the SLC vicinity, but still not too close to the mountain, we ran into major traffic. We still have no idea what caused the traffic. We sat still for close to an hour, not getting anywhere, and still not very close to the mountain. After that long of a time, we turned around. Once getting back to the crib it was a lazy day of doing nothing. The only productive thing I did was to finally make an appreciation, compilation, and tribute video for JO’s Carnival appearance.

Tomorrow is a travel day. I dump Bradford at the airport first thing in the morning. From there I travel back to Montrose, Colorado to another airport to meet and pick up Wife. The drive and two flights are timed out close to perfect, almost like it was planned this way. I can’t wait to see Wife. It has been almost 2 months and I miss my little family so.

Thursday March 1, 2012

Happy March. Today we went to The Canyons Mountain. It was kick ass, to quote someone intelligent. Bradford had the greatest first gondola ride up this morning. Today was his lucky day, and I predicted it. I took a couple really bad face plants throughout the day. There is video somewhere to prove it. Lucky for all the fresh snow or I might have damaged this pretty face. Almost every run was through fresh untouched mounds of powder. We probably saw about 80% of the mountain in one day, and were able to make fresh tracks almost everywhere.

We rode in something called the orange bubble lift. It is the only lift I have ever seen with a bubble top and heated seats. Sounds like something Chevy should have made. Apparently it is a great place to “hot box” according to the local stoners. I wouldn’t know, I don’t condone such activities.

Sometimes we get so lost that dinner is not even an option.