I am going to work for another hour and then we plan on going sledding down the side of this one mountain near us.
I think the temp today is below freezing so we are going to have to really dress warm for the sledding excursion.
I don’t think I have been on a sled in over 40 years or so, but from what I remember it is like riding a bike. My dad used to take us to his heating corp while he worked on furnaces and I can vaguely remember seeing snow. I lived in the south for most of my life, so winter sports were something you only heard about your friends doing, and fires in fireplaces were something you watched on your computer. But now, we are way up north in the country and are here in the winter when the air is cold and the snow is plentiful. We now have our own fireplace blazing away while I work and while my friends prepare food for our little trip to the mountain. I think we are going to this local business later to buy some deer meat, which is something I normally don’t eat but I am curious to see what the fuss is all about with it. The heating and cooling specialist friend of mine used to go hunting for deer, and would always invite me to come along, but I think I would shed a tear if I saw one of those lovely animals go down. I would rather just go work at the HVAC store and eat a burger.