Jesse and I spent the weekend with the dogs at the Cataloochoo Ski Area in Maggie Valley, South Carolina.

It's about a 3 hour drive up in the mountains. We got there very late at night. I had taken the day off work but i wound up having to go in, and Jesse couldn't stop working until about 6pm.

Willow went straight over to lay down by the fire Jesse made.

Toby went straight for the couch with no intentions to snuggle with us.

The next morning was beutiful and sunny, the cabin was perfect. It had big giant glass windows all the way around.

We went skiing as soon as we woke on Saturday.

No that is not me snow plowing, that guy kept doing that straight down the mountain over and over. Me and Jesse wanted to yell "Turn!" lol. If I had done that my legs would have given out after the first 2 runs.

We enjoyed the trip, but it was a little bit shorter then we would have liked.

I managed to do a little drunk knitting last night on a sock with my Secret Pal yarn. That was the only knitting there was even though I brought a few things along.