It’s Thursday. It’s Ladies Day. So, it’s snowing at Sundance. We can’t catch a tiny patch of blue sky on a Thursday this season. The sun shines most other days. As we line up for class, we all joke that it’s Thursday so another monumental storm has to hit the mountain. Today is slated for 4-7 more inches. I am thinking of renaming Chicks on Sticks to Sticks Where the Sun Don’t Shine.
But, it’s all good. Why? Because Snow Sisters can do anything.
It’s snowing sideways. I never would have gone up the mountain today without my clan and our fearless leader. Sadie looks like she is 19 (btw: she has 19-year old twins). But somehow when she says, “We’ve got this,” I believe her. She’s one of us—a mom with the same life stressors and challenges, a mom with other things to do, a mom who knows how to conquer her fears. She’s a woman who has done what we want to do. So, we put our faith in Sadie and head up to the Back Mountain through the powder I respect now, but am not sure I want a long-term relationship with. Remember, Nancy, it is just snow.
Was it a glorious ski day? No and Yes. I am still a groomer girl at heart so being pelted with snow isn’t my first choice. I long for the sun and pristine conditions. On the other hand, this season has been all about challenging myself and bonding with my Snow Sisters. Nothing like pelting snow to get four women on a lift to get closer.
Take a look at us. We are standing at the top of the mountain at the point that usually has an amazing view of the Valley below. Nothing like that today. BTW: Sadie is the one in Red and Black–the right colors since we keep losing her in the low visibility.
Can you see the Valley?
So, I remind myself that I want to be an active verb. I heard this phrase when I was a teen. Hypatia, a female character in George Bernard Shaw’s play Misalliance says: “I don’t want to be good; and I don’t want to be bad: I just don’t want to be bothered about either good or bad: I want to be an active verb.”
To which her male counterpart, Lord Summerhays, retorts: “An active verb? Oh, I see. An active verb signifies to be, to do or to suffer.”
Hypatia answers: “Just so; how clever of you! I want to be; I want to do; and I’m game to suffer if it costs that. But stick here doing nothing but being good and nice and ladylike I simply won’t.”
Stick here doing nothing, I simply won’t. I am going to put my Sticks where the Sun Don’t Shine (Sundance on Thursdays) and be an active verb! Remember, Nancy, it’s just snow. OK, a lot of snow. But, it’s just snow. 
P.S Look at this totally awesome Sundance Swag! Got to love the retro hats. They were supposed to be for me, but they got absconded the minute I came in the door.
P.P.S. If this post reminds you of the post I wrote about my daughter and wanting her to be an active verb, you are right—it is repetitive. I guess it has been on my mind. If you haven’t read it, here it is.