Jesse just planned a trip for us next month to go skiing at a place called Holiday Valley in New York. We are going to meet up with his parents, brother, and sister. We have not seen them all since last summer. It should be a blast.

My Southern self is most likely going to smash against a fireplace for the duration of the trip. I refused to go unless our little dog Bella got to go too since she also despises cold.  Maya, our 70lb dog, will not be able to attend since she gets carsick and would have trouble squeezing under those tiny airline seats. I can’t wait to tell Koko the big news tomorrow!