We had planned to go skiing this weekend and a hill that’s up in Galena. I call it a hill because it’s defiantly not the mountain we used to ski on. In preparation we started digging up our snow pants. I knew that I had a pair around somewhere so I went in search of them. I found them. They were reversible black and purple ski pants. Let me just say that when you go skiing, at least for me, it was not about fashion. It was about staying warm and comfortable.

So I found them in our “junk” closet. If memory serves me correctly they were a bit baggy when I used to wear them. Although I have to admit I can’t remember the last time that I wore them so it’s probably more than 10 years ago. So I tried to put them on. I got them up around my waist but when I tried to zip the legs it wasn’t happening. There was no way it was going to happen unless I was going for the tight ski pant look.

I should have known better but I had to at least give them a try. Makes me wonder how small I was able then. Or perhaps it should be how large I am now. I guess it puts it into perspective!

We had our second dance lesson tonight. Learned the rumba…it’s a waltz (box step) with a different beat or count pattern. Mostly we practiced the waltz, swing, foxtrot and the rumba. Tomorrow we go and learn the Carolina Shag. Doesn’t it sound dirty?