Monday – grey, cloudy, some rain / sleet lower down and cold
Another great day skiing. A tad busy due to Presidents’ Day. I quit at lunch time as my knee is feeling it from yesterday at Deer Valley.

Our roomy lounge with awesome views over the bridge, hills and golf course.
Thought I’d add some photos of our home for the next 3 months


Lounge
Q: Why is it that programmers always confuse Halloween with Christmas?
A: Because 31 OCT = 25 DEC.
Email me if you need an explanation.

Is the Pope a Catholic!
Tuesday – warm and sunny
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Master bedroom complete with en-suite.

2nd bedroom.

The creators of the Web are working on a way to kill passwords
Wednesday – grey and cloudy

Dinning room.
In the evening we go round to Hal & Carols for dinner, a great Raclet, very socialable and entertaining.
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Thursday – Winter storm day

Gale force winds even knock over ski racks. But why are they bothering to pick up snowboards?
Early start to the day. First on the lift in the rain and sleet Why do it? There’s something quite magical about being out in the pouring snow and howling gale, when you’re warm, snug and dry in your ski gear.
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Compact – small – kitchen. Thankfully only room for one.
Give up in despair, every where that bothered to open is full to the gunnels.

3rd bedroom.
Phone another place. No we don’t do deliveries. How unenterprising. No they don’t deliver themselves, but there is a delivery service that uses them, wouldn’t you think they’d have given us that phone number. Same at another place.
Finally find a food delivery company. By now I’ve lost the will to live. Place the order. That in itself was an exercise in futility and frustration. Try to get an estimate on delivery cost is like trying to communicate with a scum-boarder writhing and gyrating under the beat of his giant headphones.
Food finally arrives, with a $5 delivery charge, pretty reasonable.
Next time we’ll use one of these online ordering places. Anything rather than go through that sort of mind numbing conversation, enough to get anyone ready to slit their wrists and ring the Samaritans.
What in the name of the mighty dollar has happened to American enterprise. Have they all got fat and lazy, with as much common sense and enterprise as a dim witted French union leader? Perhaps this country needs a severe dose of Donald Trump’s brand of enterprise and drive – heaven forbid.