When we woke up I could swear that the sliver of sky I could see through the blinds was silver; you know, that silver-color that means snow. "Can't be; we left all that behind in Utah!" Wrong. Wet, cold, slippery snow, piled outside. A nice day to relax indoors.
To top it all off a gas leak in the clubhouse meant that the kids couldn't use the facilities except for the indoor pool. It was 60 degrees in the building so it wasn't too bad; the water was warm. But getting back to the room was a challenge; still cold outside!
An impromptu snowball fight with Leslie's Dad ended with a skinned knee and a sprained ego; luckily the knee didn't need much first aid but the ego; that's a different story.
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