Snow Tubing!

I got up early this morning to go snow tubing with my 64-year-old uncle and Kyra. It was a group trip with their church, though that didn't stop my uncle from screaming "Shit!" and "God Damn It!" at the top of his lungs as we went flying down the hill.

I can't remember the last time I played in the snow like that... Granted, I still have my cold/horrific cough, but I didn't want to skip out on the chance to do something so fun and unusual (for my lifestyle anyway.) Plus, how do you tell a kid you just don't feel like going?

Truth be told, it was more fun than I could have even imagined.

The rest of the day was spent hanging around the house, babysitting the kids, eating food from Fiesta Jalapenos, chatting with my cousin, playing Wii for the first time ever (and sucking horrifically) and (eventually) watching the new "Brothers & Sisters" episode.

It was... a very good day.