One more year…


So I’m skiing with Friar’s Mom out West again,  and that’s something special. 

Because it’s not every year I get to do this. 

In order for this to happen, I need at least three things:   the time,  the money, and the health.   And that’s not always guaranteed.

Because some years, I didn’t have the health.   

Like nine years ago, where I tore  my knee ligament on the first day.   Not only was my ski vacation finished, but so was my whole ski season.    And the next season  after that.

And there was another year where my knees were fine, but I was laid off.   I didn’t have the money, and I couldn’t afford to come here.

And for the years both me and my and my knees were working,  I needed to be lucky enough that there wasn’t some stupid job deadline preventing me from taking the time off.

And that just applies for me. 

 The time/money/health thing also applies to Friar’s Mom.   

And we’ve had a few close calls.

Like the year she had cancer and we didn’t know if  she’d be around for much longer. 

That battle was won, though, and she and my Dad came out here the following year.  And I got to ski with them. 

A few years later,  my Dad died suddenly.  And we werent’ sure if Mom would still want to come out here alone.

But she did.   Packing the van, and driving across the country herself.   For yet one more ski season doing what she loved.  

And though Dad was gone,  at least I still got to ski with Mom.

Then there was that time  we almost lost her in a car accident while she was driving here.     

The van was totalled.   But that  wouldn’t stop her:  within 10 days, Friar’s Mom had bought another car, repacked it, and was on the road again. 

And I got in one more  visit. 

The latest close call was this summer:  a horrible bicycle accident.   

Mom went over the handle bars, and got Medi-Vacced to the Trauma Ward by chopper. 

 Last June, she was lying in a bed with a fractured pelvis, and bleeding into her brain.

At the time,we didnt’ know if she’d even be  able  to  live alone, or drive her car.      

But one of the first things she asked when she woke up , was would she be able to ski this winter?

Because come Hell and High Water, she was gonna.

She spent the summer in a wheel chair, undergoing months of rehab.   Which she did, with a vengeance.  

And now, less than 8 months later, she’s back to cutting tracks in the fresh power.  

So the stars have aligned once again.    

Both me and my Mom have the time, the money, and most importantly:  our health.

And I’m skiing with her.

For at least one more year.

And for that, I’m grateful.

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30 Comments on “One more year…”

  1. bellavan Says:

    Have fun, both of you! I’m happy you two can share time together like this. It’s so cool you have so much in common!

  2. Davina Says:

    I had a huge grin on my face while reading this. With all the adversity you’ve both faced in previous years, I can see how special this ski trip is. That makes it even *more* special. THIS is living! Did you bring Junior Bear?

    Go Friar’s Mom! 😀

  3. Kyddryn Says:

    Hooray for Friar’s Mom and her tenacity!

    And hooray for skiing and time spent with the poeple you love.

    Shade and Sweetwater,
    K (who hasn’t been skiing for twenty years and imagines she’d go ass over teakettle in the first fifteen minutes, so she’ll enjoy vicariously thankyouverymuch)

  4. Karen JL Says:

    Your Mom is truly amazing and inspiring.

    Have a great time Friar! 🙂

  5. Eyeteaguy Says:

    Whew! At least we won’t get any lame ass paintings for a week.


    Enjoy your time off!

  6. Mike Says:

    Way cool!

    Have fun!!!!

  7. Friar's Mom Says:

    @ Karen,

    I don’t consider myself amazing. I’m just an ordinary person who tries hard at whatever I do.

    I live my life by the following “You never know unless you try”. I tried and now I know.


    Beware of Friar’s dreaded pencil drawings and photos.

  8. Captain Push Says:

    I can officially dispute Friar’s Mom’s claim that she’s not amazing.

    Having lived with Friar for a few weeks, I can attest to her being amazing just for putting up with him. He’s high maintenance for sure but we all love him.

  9. Karen JL Says:

    @ Friar’s Mom – Well most amazing people wouldn’t consider themselves amazing. 😉

    When I see my mom who hasn’t flown since her early twenties (out of fear), has never *tried* much of anything her whole life and *seeks out* pointless things to worry about…yes, I think you’re awesome.

  10. seestor Says:

    Happy trails mom + friar.



  11. Brett Legree Says:

    Watch out for the Vikings on that toboggan… 🙂

  12. Spalpeen Says:

    Um … Bon Diablo?!

  13. Friar Says:


    When I invest a lot of money on a ski trip, I’m going to be selfish, and ski my butt off, and ski fast. I have no patience waiting for slow people. That’s why I like to ski with Friar’s Mom.

    Thing is…she often ends up waiting for ME!


    Yes, Junior Bear is here. He hasn’t been on the hill yet. Maybe I’ll bring him along, one of these days.

    Skiing is like riding a bike. You never forget. After the first day, you’d probalby be able to keep off your ass and teakettle of the snow! 😉

    Mom is like the Energizer Bunny. Or a Jack Russell Terrier,latching on to a bone that won’t let go.

    I thought after her accident she might slow down a bit, and maybe I’d be able to keep up with her.

    Guess again.

    You realize, you’re just encouraging me to post some pictures of more lame-ass fruit.

  14. Friar Says:

    Having fun? Absolutely!

    (Though it also comes with total physical exahaustion…but what’re ya gonna do?) 🙂

    @Captain Push
    Don’t forget…your two weiner dogs also thought I was cool!

    Rumor has it you’re coming out here too, in March! Is that true?

    Vikings on toboggans…I can take. It’s the damn snow-boarder kids you gotta watch out for.


    Bon Diablo….multiples times, already. And then some.

  15. Friar's Mom Says:


    Yup! We skied 2 Bons, 2 Smokes, and 2 Minervas. They were freshly groomed after 12 cms. of fresh snow. I stay away from Double Black Diamonds.

    Don’t worry, I ski cautiously and in control. Too slow for your speed.

  16. XUP Says:

    It sounds like giving birth to you has made Friar’s mom invincible! Very cool. Enjoy your special time together.

  17. Eyeteaguy Says:

    Once I heard that you were out in BC. I drove to Splat Creek, broke into your house and stole all your art supplies.

    I also rummage through your paintings and burned all the friut, food and crappy landscapes.

    Bwah, ha, hah!


    P.S. You haven’t added to your porn collection either? Or have you gone digital.

  18. Friar Says:

    I only take one-third credit for that. After all, Friar’s Mom gave birth to two other siblings.


    Brett and Walt are closely watching my house while I’m away. So if anything’s out of whack, they’ll know it’s you.

    But just wait until my next post.

    I think you’ll LOVE it.

  19. Eyeteaguy Says:

    Are you kidding? Brett gave me the keys and Walt ate the painting of the hamburger. He didn’t like it.

    I am waiting for it to come back out to see if its any better.

    If you post anymore lame ass paintings I’m going to hang out at JHJ’s blog and learn to remember to breath, and eat.


  20. Friar Says:


    I promise, I’m NOT going to post a lame-ass painting (This week, at least.)

    And hey, JHJ has a lot to offer. You could stand to learn a few things from him.

  21. Eyeteaguy Says:

    Being a dick?
    Corrupting others?

    Right, lots to learn there.


  22. Friar Says:


    Well, you already got two out of three.

    But I have to admit, you don’t lie. I think you’re an honest dick. And you’ve honestly tried to corrupt others.

  23. Eyeteaguy Says:

    Why thank you…. I think. I’d write blog post about it but I wouldn’t want to steal away your readership.

  24. Friar Says:


    What? All six readers?

    No…feel free, my friend, to write to your hearts’ content. It’s not like this blog will suffer any worse than it already is.

  25. Eyeteaguy Says:

    Well, I’ll give you that. People do suffer from reading your blog.

    But mostly its stomach muscle cramps from laughing.


  26. Friar Says:


    I do know my blog DOES give people cramps. (Whether from laughing…that remains to be seen).

  27. Karen JL Says:

    OK, now I want to know who JHJ is…

  28. Eyeteaguy Says:

    Just because I’m a dick, I’m not saying.
    Although you know him as he has visited here occasionally.
    Maybe, he lives in the same city as you?
    Even on the same street?
    Still, I’m not saying.


  29. Karen JL Says:

    That he wouldn’t be a she, would he?

    (P.S.: I have cleavage…and I’m not afraid to use it)

  30. Friar Says:


    Only HALF a cleavage (as far as I know) 😉

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