So, a new tradition that we started last year is a Christmas skiing trip. Last year, we hit some fresh powder on a lonely Brighton resort which was absolutely amazing for most of us (sorry Jenn!). This year, due to time and a broken toe, only my mom and I were able to hit the slopes. We decided to up the ante and hit Snowbird....

Here I am on the first ride up thinking about how amazing I am...
(little did I know that I'd be hurting from this run over a month later....ouch! my collar bone!)

Here's my mom also gleaning with confidence...

The backside of Snowbird....we rode a tunnel walkway through the mountain. Awesome!! This is also about the time both my mom and I realized that we're not as amazing as we thought....

ugh! I'm finished!