Well, we had planned an Arctic to Indian trip, bought the food, even went so far as to check with others about trail conditions. Than with best intentions the family went to The Miner's and Trapper's Ball and BLAM, no more Arctic to Indian. With daylight savings we were home at 2 am and in bed by 3, way too late for a long day of skiing for the Bonster. So a little hillside ski and a nap has made for a really great Sunday. A few pictures of last night are following this, but in the interest of staying friends and close to family not all pictures made it on. Although I as going to leave out the one of you and Fat Bastard friend H, I just couldn't. The blog fans are dying to see a 300 pound man harrassing you.
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