My sister-in-law, Stacie, called Friday afternoon to see if I would join her in flying down the slopes at one of the local ski/snowboard places while she was home over the weekend.  I selected that evening as my preferred day.  So once Jake arrived home from work, we loaded up the munchkins, my board, boots & cold weather attire and headed for Jake’s parents’ house.  The boys played with Grandma and Jake & his dad worked on the prep for DSL installation while Stacie and I spent a few hours in the cold.  The weather was actually perfect for snowboarding, as was the snow.  I was actually surprised there was still snow left on the slopes of the runs because of the large population of middle schoolers that had taken over the place.  Thankfully, we arrived late so the swarms of teenagers were eventually called to their buses and we had about an hour at the end of the evening where we didn’t need to constantly be looking out for other riders & skiiers.  Once again, I’m happy to say I didn’t hurt myself, nor did I forget how to ride my board.  I was reminded however, that I would like to find myself new snowboard boots.  If only I would remember that at the start of the season.