flying

Ahhhh...... it feels so good to be done! The best feeling post-exam for me is the next morning, when I wake up knowing that I have nothing to get up for - no studying, no class, etc. That's my favorite feeling - just lying in bed, soaking in the morning sun, relaxing.

Tomorrow I am taking Mel, Brandon, and Rich all skiing for the first time. This trip seems so familiar because of all the ski trips I took as a child, yet I'm playing mom.

My ski memories.... (a typical day going to Shasta)

Mom would wake me up while it was still dark outside. I would climb into the car still in my PJ's, curl up in the back seat with my pillow and fall asleep. I would wake up just long enough to get donut holes and chocolate milk at Karen's donut shop - then back to sleep. Usually I had a friend sleeping next to me in the back seat and the moms were sitting in the front chatting away (I guess that's what they were doing - I don't know, I was sleeping). I would wake up with the sun after being on the road for a while and eat those delicious donut holes from Karen's. Then just wait in anticipation until we made it to Shasta. The mom's would stick us kids in a ski lesson and be off. We would meet back up at lunch time and ski the rest of the day together. The drive home was much the same, with me falling asleep in the back.

Tomorrow - that's my job. Wake up the kids, drive them to Camelback, throw them in a lesson (or stick around and take some pictures) and then hopefully convince one of them to drive home or at least stay awake to keep me up on the drive back.

Skiing - on those great runs when you are perfectly comfortable just cruising down the mountain with the cool, crisp mountain air in your face - it feels like flying. I imagine that's what the birds feel as they soar through the air.
And that feeling of taking off your ski boots at the end of the day and slipping your feet back into your tennis shoes. You would swear your tennis shoes never felt so good.

Lake Tahoe