I've got the itch

So, I went home a few weekends ago for my little sister’s birthday. At least that was the excuse that I gave everyone for going home. The real reason was to get my skis and board. Every year around Halloween I get the itch. This year it came way early and way strong. I have been wanting to go skiing/boarding since this semester started. There is just something about winter that is so refreshing to me. I love the cold, crisp air and how everything goes silent right before it is going to snow. I love hot chocolate and long johns and layering. I love going to the cabin with my family and cramming everyone in two rooms for Christmas. I love sharing towels with my Uncle Philip (long story) and watching my little sister almost break her neck (also another long story). I love our Charlie Brown Christmas trees, our gag gift exchange, and our Christmas song chime band.

But, the thing that I love most about winter is hitting the slopes. I love laying in the middle of a huge pile of pow and listening to the sound of snowflakes falling around me. I brought all my winter stuff back that weekend I went home. I was so excited that I brought it in and put on all my clothes, goggles and all and strapped into my skis. My roommates all thought that I was crazy, but pretty soon they were wanting to strap in too.

Snowbird opened up this last weekend. I haven’t been able to concentrate on anything but skiing since I found out. I find myself watching skiing and boarding videos while I’m supposed to by studying. Diana and I are going this weekend. Hopefully after I go, it will be easier to concentrate on school and relieve some of the itch. But then again, maybe it will make it worse.