What a good friend I am. Making a trip all the way up to northern Nevada for one of my best amigo's 32nd birthday. I didn't even really want to go either... all the rest, being catered to, snow skiing Tahoe, Russell (and Amber's) amazing cooking, hanging out with good friends, etc, etc. It was
torture! --> (sarcasm) :-)

Elizabeth and Amber. Models?

The girls brought us delicious lunch half way through the day. I was lucky to not get injured. Admittedly I like to ski on the brink between out-of-control and safe. But skiing Mt. Rose, the scales were definitely tipped opposite safe.