David and I love going to Angelfire, New Mexico and spending a few days in an uncle's cabin after skiing the powder all day each day. David skis the black slopes (the hard ones!), of course; he's a hoss that way. I, I humbly admit, am a world class recipient of the Yard Sale Award. I know; you're jealous. Well, probably not not when I tell you that this particular award requires both of my skis, both poles, my goggles, my scarf, and both gloves to be lost and scattered along the length of the slope this particular skier fell and slid down. Score! Oh, I nailed that award. Nailed. It.