Tahoe with the Atwoods

On Thursday night, the Atwood and Lucas families showed up in Tahoe.  Mike and Sarah have this awesome ski-share up in Tahoe City that they invited us to.  It was snowing on Thursday and Friday, so conditions were awesome, not too cold, fresh powder, but not so much you sank into it, and as always with our visits with the Atwoods- great company.  "We" skied at Alpine both days.  I say "we"- because due to my poorly timed "athletic injury" (torn bum muscle)- I ducked out after a half-day on Friday when Ben told me my grunts and groans were distracting him.  Sarah was nice enough to call it quits with me and we headed over to the spa at Squaw Valley for massages and steam room.  

 

That night we ate in, with Sarah making some tasty Bolognese (Ben inquired why I don't make him pasta like that), the wine flowed, and the boys played some dice game that is reminiscent of beer pong but with dice?

 

 

 

Post-sipping scotch, Mike and Ben decided to fold laundry.  Ben thought this task was better done in Sarah's shirt.  Sarah arrived and thanked them for help with the laundry, but was a bit confused as to why Ben was in her aforementioned shirt... 

 

Saturday was more skiing at Alpine.  I sat this one out- and now fear I'm the lamest ski-house guest on the face of the planet.  As they hit the mountain for a solid day of skiing with no breaks- I hit the doctor and got myself some muscle relaxers.  For all of us, it made for a day that post-scrumptious meal at Sunnyside called for about 12 hours of sleep.  Or maybe I'm just speaking for myself since I went from dinner to bed and didn't become cognizant till 8 the next morning.