In 2003, I learned to ski. It was an accident. I didn't want to ski. I hate cold weather. My wife convinced me to go tubing.

As it turns out, the tubing portion of the resort did not open until well into the afternoon. So, we had NOTHING to do. I gave in. I said, sure... let's try skiing.

I fell down several times. It made for good stories.

After that day, skiing sounded a lot more fun. We have since skied about a dozen times. My son is awesome. He can fly down some of the toughest courses in the area.

Skiing has turned out to be an excellent family activity. We can spend 4 or 5 hours on the slopes and all of us are having a good time. Family time rawks.