My family just returned from Jackson Hole, WY where we experienced a ‘white’ Christmas. I’m not talking about a dusting, I’m talking about a couple feet or more. And my wife gets the credit. Afterall, she prayed that we would have lots of snow this year and snow it did. For most of the eight days we took it easy, braving the single digit weather and wildlife crossing the slick roads. Only once did I lose control of the Ford Excursion which quickly slammed me into a snow drift. Speaking of the Excursion; I have to say I enjoy driving such a huge vehicle. I’m not sure why, but I think it makes me feel like I’m living in the moment with all the other locals. Boots, jeans, fleece and a Ford.

I’m not sure if I should talk about skiing or not. My wife and I took lessons for two straight days and our kids chose snowboarding. It’s safe to say, Kimberlee took to the hill much better than I did and she hasn’t let me forget it. However, it’s not over. Sophia and Eli loved snowboarding and found their emergency brake (rearend) a little sore the next day. Although we took pictures of everything, there’s no way I can describe the beauty of where we lived and played these last few days. I have to say I’m slightly jealous of those that call Jackson Hole home. However, one thing I did learn, was how to follow through with my last post about taking time to rest. We slept late most days and breathed deeper than I can remember for some time. Every night we watched a ‘family’ movie and did without DirecTV which has us thinking seriously about cutting our service at home.

I’m planning a trip back soon if only for a few days and who knows, maybe I’ll one day call it home.

Until then,

Regi