We wanted to head up to the mountain before it snowed and let the girls hang out a bit to practice walking etc. I was thinking - no problems, there won't be a crowd {why would there be - it's Thursday?}, we'll be in and out in no time and be able to get the groceries on the way home. Easy peasy - the girl's will be up for it!
Well...hello Veteran's Day! Car park was full-ish and surprise..it was c-c-COLD!!!! I mean brass monkeys cold. Why? Well, even though I made sure to take the girl's warm jackets with us, I forgot about myself and took a woollen, three-quarter sleeve jacket with me. My wrists got so cold that they were stiffening up. We made it to the end of the carpark before I made us turn back. I was losing feeling and that just ain't right {and those who know, know that I cannot stand being cold. Heck, that's why we're moving to TX!}
It got down to 28 degrees at 4pm {soooo not nice!} and the food was below par {now don't get me wrong...it's not like it's gourmet up there but it was bad this time!}. The girls ended up cranky and we didn't get the groceries.
Oh well...sometimes you can and sometimes you can't.
Storm with Kendall.
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