tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799469431833499220.post-50405463092134552572008-02-03T10:05:00.001-05:002008-02-03T10:18:14.471-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YXorrJbmonc/R6XaU2gnuXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vL6A-NEJfBg/s1600-h/jump.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YXorrJbmonc/R6XaU2gnuXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vL6A-NEJfBg/s640/jump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162772599614716274" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">On Friday, we had some pretty miserable weather. </span>Coming from the sky, in this order: snow, freezing rain, sleet, freezing rain, and finally, lots of rain. The next day my daughter's pal had a sledding birthday party. The hard-packed snow made for fast, Olympic-quality runs. No wonder all the kids wore helmets.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799469431833499220-5040546309213455257?l=geof8.blogspot.com'/></div>Geoff Hansenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13182878025294531472noreply@blogger.com3