deerhurst (part 2)

I didn't break anything at the ski hill after all. That's probably due in no small part to the fact that I never rented skis. I figured I'd have more fun watching Sara's and Ruth's first time on skis than spend time on skis myself (not to mention $70 on the equipment rental and tow lift tickets, yikes).

I loved watching Jeff teach Sara how to ski for the first time. Jeff used to be a ski instructor. It's one of the things I confess turned me off about him (I was so shallow, I admit it!) way back then...I figured a ski instructor with a sports car had to be a self-absorbed jock. Ok, so I admit I was wrong. :-)

Four-year-old Annie gave it a shot but decided she didn't want to ski after 30 seconds with a pair on. She might change her mind in a year or two, though.



Lots of swimming, tobogganning (with both inner tubes and regular toboggans), skating, snowball fights, and indoor badminton this past weekend. We booked a room similar to the one we had last year (when Ruth fell through the ice on the way across the lake to our cottage, remember?), with two bedrooms, a pull-out couch, a full kitchen, TV with VCR, CD player.

We celebrated Jeff's birthday on the weekend (his real birthday is on Wednesday). Sara made her special "casserole", we decorated our own mini-pizzas, with chocolate cake for dessert.

After dinner, Jeff, Sara and I went night tobogganning. I hadn't been tobogganning in years and was somewhat nervous about doing it at night...but Sara was so enthusiastic that I couldn't say no. When we got to the top of the hill, no one else was there. The inner tubes had all been locked away, but we had brought a plastic toboggan that Jeff and I had bought from Canadian Tire several years ago for lugging stuff across the lake on winter cottage trips.



I peered down the steep hill, trying to make out the bottom in the darkness. Yikes. We were going down THAT?

"Don't be scared, Auntie Debbie!" Sara said. "It'll be SO relaxing, you'll see!" Then she snickered.

Jeff offered to go with me; I sat in front, both our legs sticking out in front. Sara pushed us, with Jeff helping a bit with his arms.

We teetered for a moment at the top. Yes, I was terrified!

And then we were off, speeding down the hill in the night. I screamed all the way down. :-) When we finally stopped, I could hear Sara's delighted laughter from behind as she ran down the hill to catch up with us.

I still remember and savour that delicious sensation of fear and then delight...the hissing of snow and wind, Jeff's arms wrapped tightly around me, hurtling through the darkness.



Blatherpics

	Sara and Annie clowning around for the camera.
	Jeff teaching Sara how to ski for the first time.
	Sara on skis. Jeff has just taught her how to snowplow.
	Jeff giving Ruth and Sara a push-off down the toboggan/tubing hill.