I have decided that this is my new phrase. Momma laughs cause she had a friend who used to say that as a joke, but it's my phrase now. I mean I'm obviously much cuter.
Momma wasn't home today. She went skiing and so she didn't blog for me. She said the weather wasn't great. Low clouds, flat light and then some light snow or hail or something and perhaps even a hint of rain. She said the conditions were iffy. Some runs were icy. Others had a couple of inches of snow over VERY hard pack. Some of her favorite runs hadn't been groomed and that meant about 6 inches of heavy snow which made her legs tired.
She says that because the pass here is so low that it might be the last week with any decent snow as it will start raining there more and more. It was already turning to slush at the bottom by noon. She is worried that she won't get to ski too much more, but she is going to Portland at the end of the month and is thinking of going a day early to ski THERE. Do you think she likes skiing more than me?
She complained the whole time. So why wasn't she home to help me blog? I'm warm. I'm fuzzy. She doesn't have to sit in the rain with me. I like to have my ears rubbed just like Georgia. I think she needed to stay home. I am ever so much more cuddly than the skis.