This would have been my kind of day of skiing

The runs are groomed, there is abundant snow, and the sky is sunny. It is even warm out, relatively speaking. It is Don's birthday today. We all had a great day: Birthday Boy tearing up Deer Mountain, Mom loving the yoga experience of "The Shop", and Amy being a great sport at the "Clubhouse", drop-in child-care. Amy was beside herself with excitement to ride the "school-bus" up the mountain (to Silver-Lake Lodge) to see Daddy ski. She loves her daddy like nothing else, and beams brightly upon seeing him always.

Don chose a new-age, gourmet restaurant tonight for his birthday treat. I'm afraid he did not get much of a birthday dinner. Amy was dead set on staying in the hotel and watching DVD's tonight, and she pretty much gave us #($@(#*$?!!. In each and every restaurant she has requested a hot dog, and in each and every restaurant, they have denied her request. I have concluded that Utah does not have hot dogs. I think I'm paying for the torture I put my family through in my many years of hot dog-jag.