need a lift?

OK, does it make me too big of a geek if I spent the morning at Chamrousse and didn’t ski. I mean, I didn’t even wear my ski outfit or take my skis with me. I took Kaitlyn to ski school and was too chicken to go skiing by myself. What if I fall? What if the slopes are more rocks than snow? It’s not like they’re going to tell you that when you walk up to buy your lift ticket. “Oh, no, don’t spend your money here today! Conditions are lousy!”

                So while Kaitlyn kept working on her perfection of the sport in the Piou Piou Club, I sat in a restaurant drinking a horrible coffee (oh, I miss Rome!) and working on a cross stitch.

                Problem is, Kaitlyn has ski school every morning this week. I’m either going to have to get over my fear of the slopes or the waiter at the restaurant is going to start bringing me my coffee before I even have to order it.

2 Responses to “need a lift?”

  1. Todd says:

    Maybe you should start drinking wine…that always give me false courage.

  2. Debbie says:

    oh yeah… alcohol and skiing… i’ve heard that works very well :p

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