Tonight I'm having a big pity party because Drew is leaving tomorrow. He's going to the Cascades for a Wilderness EMT course that lasts 4 weeks. Coincidentally, the location where the training takes place (Lake Diabl0, about 3 hours from Seattle) is one of the prettiest places I have ever seen- check out Google images. Even though I'm bummed about him being gone I'm really excited about this experience he's going to have. He's been studying for the past few weeks in preparation and asking me lots of medical questions. It's really cool that we'll be able to relate to each other in a new way after this training. And it will be nice to have someone around who knows how to handle emergency situations in the wilderness. When he gets home he'll be looking for a job in search and rescue, firefighting, or ski patrol. With him leaving I feel like I did back in college when we were long distance and I had to say bye to him at the end of the weekend. My only consolation is that I'll get to keep the house really clean while he's gone and be in charge of the remote.
Last weekend my parents came for a quick ski trip. When they got here on Friday afternoon we greeted them with a full growler from Left Hand Brewery and gave them a walking tour of our neighborhood. That evening we walked to Main St for dinner and spent the rest of the night watching Warren Miller movies to get pumped up for skiing. We rode at Keystone Saturday, spent the afternoon in the hot tub at our hotel, and then skied again Sunday. We came home Sunday evening and crashed. Monday we took them to Rabbit Mountain open space up near Lyons where there are nice hiking trails and great views of the Flat Irons and Boulder Valley, then took them to the airport. The trip was short but sweet and we were so glad to get to spend time with my parents.
Drew's fun fact: The ant, when intoxicated, will always fall over to its right side.
