Ski Bunnies (JK We're Babes Now)

There is a tradition that as taken place since I was barely able to walk that my family refers to as the Ski Bunnies.  As you might have guessed, this tradition has something to do with skiing, but I'm not totally sure how the bunnies part came about.  Anyway, the Ski Bunnies is the annual ski trip that three mother-daughter pairs make to Park City for a weekend in the winter.  On average, there is a nine females at our house during this weekend each year.  A few years there has been eleven if the younger siblings come along, too. 

When my family moved from California to Utah before I was born, they left behind many of their friends and family members.  My dad's sister's friends all had babies the same year my sister was born, 1998.  These women became good friends with my mom.  The women all had other children that were born around the time I was, but they weren't all girls and we didn't have the same relationship all the 1998 girls had.  So because of this, I tag-along with the older girls on the Ski Bunnies trip. Now all of the older girls are about eighteen years old, I'm fifteen, the other younger girl is fourteen, so we are not quite cute little bunnies anymore, but more so some serious Ski Babes....hahaha totally kidding, we don't quite possess supermodel status.

A stylish bunch...check out Claire's Crocs and my gauchos!  From L-R: Grace, Emma, Gretchen, Claire, Braden, Mac, Me

Are you ready to hear about the latest Ski Bunnies trip?  It was pretty fun, I might even mix in some old stories to really set the scene.

The majority of the girls all flew in Thursday evening, so we could have maximum skiing/friend time.  These nights are always fun, we eat good food, go in the hot tub, have fun conversations, and just spend time together.

My sister and I skipped school Friday so we could go skiing with the rest of the Ski Bunnies.  Boy was it worth it!  We did runs I hadn't done all season.  Saturday was the same way, so much skiing! Both days we ate lunch at the Lookout Cabin.  It was delicious!  Eating on the deck overlooking the resort and eating my yummy cheese fondue while being surrounded by people I love was the epitome of a perfect day.

Once we got home, we all changed into our swimsuits and climbed into the hot tub.  The hot tub was overflowing with all five of us in there!  After we turned into prunes, we watched some high-quality Disney movies.  We watched movies none of us had seen since we were five and seven years old.  My favorite was Tarzan, it's always such a good pick.

We have all changed quite a bit.... From L-R: Kelly, Claire, Colleen, Grace, Me, Mac, Angie, Melinda, Emma

The next night, the moms all went out to dinner, so we went out too.  Saturdays in Park City during the ski season are CRAZY though.  Many places (that we can afford) don't take reservations, so we sat in Vinto for over an hour waiting for a table.  We watched the people come in and the people go out, but we still sat hunched over on the bench waiting.

Eventually I talked the hostess into seating us at a table that had been sitting empty for about thirty minutes--I can be quite persuasive (it was mostly the older girls gettin' a little feisty).  We ordered as soon as the waitress came over and scarfed down our food in probably ten minutes.  We were seated at our table for a very short amount of time.  We then walked up to Cows to get some ice cream, which my sister and I got for free because our cousin was working there that night, a sweet deal if I do say so myself.

It was a fun night full of laughs, giggles, stories, catching up, and a little bit of bitching because we had to wait so long, but it's all good.

The trip was a blast!  Sometimes it can be awkward seeing people you haven't spent time with in awhile, but it just feels so natural to be all together.  We just get each other.  Even though the thing that united us all in the beginning, my dad, is no longer there, we still remain so close (partially because of that fact).  The Ski Bunnies are friends each one of us will always have, no matter what happens to any of us.

Want to hear some totally cray stories from past Ski Bunnies trips now? Here we go...

We call this big room in my basement our Playroom because my sister and I used to have all our toys down there and the name just stuck.  This room had a couch, a coffee table, a bed, and some other furniture along with our other toys.  One trip Emma, one of the older girls who is my cousin, decided the table was going to be her boyfriend.  I think she name the table Johnny.  This resulted in her lying on top of the table while screaming, "Johnny!!" and vigorously kissing it.  I am not even exaggerating.

From an early Ski Bunnies trip...before helmets were a requirement. (ignore the SharpShooter things...)

Another time, Emma was convinced Mac's head was hollow, so she took her phone and banged it against Mac's head.  This ended up cracking Emma's phone and giving Mac a big goose egg on her forehead.  As you can tell, the Ski Bunnies aren't always the brightest people.

Now that all the 1998 girls are graduating high school and going in different directions for college, we don't know the future of the Ski Bunnies trip.  We all truly cherished the memories we made this past time and the memories we made in the past, we definitely won't forget any of them.

Thanks for the endless good times.

Ciao

Camille