And we went snowshoeing.
It was fab and I would recommend it.
We packed ourselves a little lunch from Old Grist Mill
and headed up the trail.
Each of us fell once and we laughed a lot.
The only regret for me is that the guy at the
ORC told us to just wear normal pants.
Justin was fine in jeans but me, not so much.
The back of my pants were soaked and I was FREEZING
by the time we finished.
Luckily I opted out of wearing my leather pants that day or we would have
had to cut those bad boys off.
Thanks for the fun afternoon babe!
On a side note, Justin's parking permit came in the mail yesterday.
As you can tell, he's not thrilled about the number they assigned him...
