We had invited friends over for what I hope will become a tradition: A slegde party slash masquerade. Here in Norway, it's something we do - at least when I was a kid, and I used to love it. Everyone dresses up, and there's a ski jumping competition (on cross country skis!) or a sledge run. Diplomas and prizes are obligatory. It is weird, and very funny. Just look:
I even tried snowboarding again, which I did years ago. So much fun! (That photo of me jumping cracks me up! Oh and note Mr. Payne and Ronja's impeccable style on the next one.)
This day was so good, on days like these you feel your soul coming alive again, after the long dark winter. The freckles on my nose are there to prove it!