I’m prepared for all of you Colorado types, Vermont residents, and anyone in the actual north where snow happens to totally laugh my latest trip to a ski “resort.” Because over the holiday weekend, my family and I went to Mt. Baldy in Southern California. To do snow things. Even though it was sunny and shorts weather where we live. But dammit, my family was about to get some snow time action if it killed us (or at least made us drive, like, an hour away). Even if this is what it looked like going up the mountain.
Cute, but snow-less. Which is what I always suspected when people swore that SoCal living meant “snowboarding in the morning, and surfing in the afternoon.” Show-offs. Yet, we still took the kids snow tubing. And whether it was man-made snow, or a hallucination, or a combo, it was super fun that looked like this — Continue reading