Having recently had a rather serious case of walking pneumonia, I got off the mountain after skiing only an hour my first morning. Anyone who knows me, knows this was a very hard choice to make--but I knew I had a week of art and skiing ahead and didn't want to blow it on day one. Fast forward to day 2. A ton of snow had fallen, and was still falling. Skiers' paradise if ever there were one. Excitedly getting ready to go out, I lean over and on my way up: Snap Crackle Pop goe