That's a pretty dignified road to starvation

Hey, y'all. Hope that your boxing day vacations have been as loverly as mine has been. Woke up this morning, travelled to a snowy lake, went skiing, got totally bogged down in slush, hitched a ride on a snowmachine, sat by a campfire, strapped on a pair of defective snowshoes, stumbled around on an island, took pictures, ate sausage and moose meat, went back home. Nice. The lake was frozen and covered with low-lying fog. The sun must have been out higher above, however, because the day was infused with a soft golden light and quite warm. Also at the lake was a young couple from Chilliwack who are crazy smart and talented. I have known the guy forever; I was actually his candlebearer way back when. I can't remember many of his accomplishments, but he can build anything, fix anything, and I believe he is designing a cooling system for the medical isotope reactors. She is working towards a Masters in Biology, makes her own cheese, skis really well and is beautiful. I want to be both of them when I grow up.

The picture at the top always makes me laugh. Hope that your holidays are treating you well and that you are consuming vast amounts of delicious food with slightly exasperating, though lovable, family members.

Watched The New Animated Astro-Boy, I Cried. I highly Recommend it.

The Title says it all. I also nearly peed my pants twice while at the proper christmas dinner yesterday (We finally have the dinning table up and going) and the dinner featured my lovely pickled beets. Its differant though, I used whole chilies and Cardamon in the mix. The laughter came from my younger-bigger brother, throwing chunks of sausages to the dog, and then chunks of brie to the dog. He threw a chunk of sausage the size of a babies hand.