My parents left Chicago in May to head up to Alaska for the summer
months. They are pulling a trailer camper that will be home for them
the next 5 months. Their total length is 54 feet which completely
changes your perspective on driving and dining choices. Many campsites
in Washington could not accommodate a trailer of this size. My dad
will become an absolute pro at driving this beast.
My dad and I snuck off for the slopes as soon as I dropped the kids
off at the bus stop. It was nearly a bluebird day up at the summit. In
skiing lingo a bluebird day is a beautiful sunny day after an
overnight snowfall. I am trying to learn all the skiing lingo I can
while I am up on the slopes. Another interesting phrase is "yard
sale". It is a wipeout fall in which skis, poles, hat, etc. end up
strewn along the mountainside.
Within the first 5 minutes of playing wallyball Joe blocked a shot and broke his pinky finger. Of course he played the remaining 5 hours and then again later that week. It took him 2 trips to urgent care for a temporary cast and a custom cast. Once in Seattle he will see a hand surgeon and possibly physical therapy. I wonder how intense pinky physical therapy can get?