Unfortunately, the force of the sun was against us as we attempted to go skiing today. You see, Carley had to work a close last night, I'm not a morning person, and Carley's dad wanted to leave at the ungodly hour of 8 a.m. to go skiing.
Carley barely slept a wink and woke up feeling pretty awful, and, for that matter, her dad seems to have come down with a pretty nasty cold.
So, no skiing for us today, but we've rescheduled for Wednesday. We're going to go up to Barrie, spend the day there, and then go over to Carley's grandparent's condo. All in all, an even better plan than going today.