What a place to have a migraine!

Well, if there were one place to hang out while one has a migraine, it's Canmore. In our nice hotel with the swimming pool and hottub. With its cute shops and two Starbucks within walking distance. Surrounded by mountains.

Wish I could really find it within myself to really appreciate this moment. Tough when you've flown across the country to ski in the Rockies and you know that the conditions at one of your fave resorts are awesome.

However, I have yet to leave the room. I'm sure once I have the London Fog and read some of my book, and walk leisurely "downtown" I'll feel better about the whole thing.

And certainly, tomorrow when I feel better -- when my medication decides to start working -- and can try out my newly-waxed skiis, I'll be singing a new tune.