Sisters on the Slopes

Yesterday was the perfect ski day despite the below zeros temps. My sorority sister and I dressed warm, put in our hand warmers and hit the slopes. The cold scared away most of the crowds. We got a banging parking spot. The best part? NO LIFT LINES alllll day. We ended up skiing a million runs. There were blue bird skies and fresh powder. There was still powder by the end of the day! Amazing, simply amazing.

Tracy was very nervous to go skiing with me. However, she improved soooo much by the end of the day. I give her credit for every time she fell down, she got right back up and she was smiling. I would def go skiing with her again.

The only down side was that the bar didn't have Dr. McGuillicuddy's to help our ailing bodies. We stopped at Woodstock Inn for some great food and some growlers on the way home. Perfect way to end the day.

Side note,  my knees have been wicked sore after skiing the past few times I have done. Do you know any methods to strengthen my knee??

You're such an Indian Head

Such a good girls weekend! We stayed at Indian Head in Lincoln, NH. It's a fun place to stay. It's very New Hampshire-y and while there is no more man in the mountain, there is the indian head. (Picture below).

We decided to ski only one day due to the fact that it was -1 degree at the base of the mountain today. It was chilly yesterday but we still managed to shred some pow pow. The visibility at the top of the mountain was rough. We could barely see the chair in front of us! I finally got a chance to wear my ski sweater that I borrowed from my dad. It was a big hit.

Patty Stanger (from Millionaire Matchmaker) said that a ski place is the top spot to meet single men. I would like to report that I did not find any single young men. I guess I will have to keep searching and keep skiing another week.

The sad news of the night was that our beloved New England Patriots lost.

The famous Indian Head

Low Visibilty 

MLK Weekend Getaway

<--- Here are my skis. Don't they look sad standing in the corner of my house? They are begging me to use them. They are right near a window and they look out and long to be on that fresh, soft powder that has fallen over the past few days. It has only been a week since their last use but they see new snow outside and want in on the action. Well skis, the wait is over. This weekend is one of my favorite weekends of the year. My girlfriends and I spend the weekend skiing, hot tubbing, looking at men and drinking beer.

The northeast got blasted this week with snow and I am hoping that the conditions are amazing. My lesson plans are finished for the week. I'll let you know the highlights when I get back on Monday night.

What are your plans for the holiday weekend??

Hittin the Slopes

The past few days, I have been less than fashionable. I have been living in under armor and ski boots. It has been sooo worth it. The snow keeps falling and I keep skiing. It's great. Yesterday visibility was tough at Cannon Mountain but today was the most perfect day for skiing.  Blue bird skies and awesome snow. After the past two days, I don't want vacation to end. Maybe I'll ditch teaching, move out west, and become type a ski instructor. Then I will marry a burly man with a beard who drinks a dark lager all year long. Mmmm... one can dream, right?

My fashionable attire for the week

Perfection.

Old Man Chic

Lately I've been drawn to fair isle sweaters and old grandpa cardigans. I'm not sure why. So I rummaged through my parents old sweaters and I found this great find. (At least I think it's great). It's from LLBean back when they cared strictly about dressing the Maine-man. I can picture myself wearing it apres-skiing in a lodge full of burley men with beards drinking some type of winter lager. Mmm... the thought of it just sounds exciting. What do you think? Old man chic or just old man?

Boots: Sporto 

Leggings: Vera Wang for Khol's

Sweater: Vintage find (thanks to daddy) 

Skis: K2 Free Luv

Slope Side View

It's finally ski season! I could not be happier. My girlfriends and I planned a ski weekend. We brought along our friend Colleen who skied for the first time in about 8years. She did great! We skied at Cannon Mountain in Franconia, NH. For the early ski season, the conditions were great.

During the winter, my wardrobe changes from feminine to sporty. I am trying to find cute ski clothes that don't make me look like a man. With new winter clothing technology, this is getting easier. While the sport is mostly men, women have been coming out with great designs. I am on the look out for new base layer pants that doesn't look like long underwear. I saw some on  athletica but they were all sold out.

I am also loving the apres-ski attire. I'm thinking fair isle sweaters and big furry boots. Can you picture it?! With a big taller mug of Woodstock Pig's Ear Brown Ale. And sitting by the fire. Theses are several reasons why I love ski season.

Until next week on the slopes.