Minus 1, plus 1

Some how the mountain always know what I want for my Birthday. The day started off around -1 degree outside. I was plus one year old inside. Snow was coming in from the Alaska but it held off for me to get in a quick ride on Pipeline and Bobsled. I'd been away from Fromme for a while so I had to ride up to a few things, but overall the ride and conditions were great.
Got home, showered and got ready for dinner with friends. 20 of them. I never usually give a shit about birthdays. This one was on a Friday the 13th, so I figure a good excuse to drag people to dinner.

Nic made me this really cool Friday the 13th themed cake. Girls got talent!
Every day should be your birthday.

The next day we awoke to a blanket of snow. It can't melt fast enough.