Hot Summer Nights

So I said I’d post photos from last weekend, and I’m finally getting around to it.  I wrote  a few new posts below, so be sure to check them out too!

Val and I In A Blizzard Of Epic Proportions - Mt. Baldy, CA. This is 30 minutes outside LA. Seriously.

So last weekend Val and I went up to Mt. Baldy.  It is just north of Los Angeles, and when we got up there it was a WHITEOUT.  I mean, we couldn’t see where we were snowboarding!  Having never been there before it was even scarier because we had no idea what the surroundings were like, where the trails led, what obstacles there were, etc.  We could have snowboarded off a cliff and nobody would have known.  Actually, that’s pretty unlikely because we stayed on the marked trails, but it was still a bit sketchy.  We didn’t end up boarding for very long because I felt pretty uneasy about the situation…I think Val did too.  Plus the chair lifts kept breaking down and it was almost closing time anyway by the time we made our way up to the mountain.

Amazing Sunset Leaving Mt. Baldy

When we were leaving Mt. Baldy we witnessed the MOST beautiful sunset I’ve EVER seen.  This photo does not do it justice at all. There were so many layers of color, and the depth to the different folds of clouds is just not transmitted through this digital picture.  We rounded the corner coming down the mountain and I pretty much started screaming unintelligible words while pointing at the sky.  It was incredible.

In Line - Mt. High.

On Sunday we went to Mt. High…along with everyone else in the entire Southern California area.  Basically it took us 2 hours to drive 130 miles there…and then 4 hours to drive the remaining 5 miles because, well, it was the first good snowfall for this season and the best snow the local mountains have seen in a long time.  So, everyone had the same idea.  But we persevered, and after 6 hours in the car we arrived.  We had a blast actually.

View from Mt. High Looking West

Mt. High Sunset - Lights Came On For Night Skiing

We had another amazing sunset that night, and left after it got dark.

This weekend we’re going up north to Mammoth Mountain here in CA, which is  about a 7 hour drive.  They have the biggest snow base in the nation, and it’s forecast to snow about 30″ while we’re there.  I’m very excited!

I had bought supplies to make quesadillas a while ago, and after getting sick with the flu I never got around to making them.  Well, that was a while ago and some of the stuff went bad.  But the date on the shredded cheese said that it didn’t expire till March something, and I recently got new tortillas.  I had frozen shrimp too, and that doesn’t go back because it’s frozen.  So I made shrimp quesadillas.

When I make quesadillas I dip then in salsa and sour cream, but the sour cream had a sell by date of January 25.  That was about a week ago.  So I looked online to see if it was still edible, and it said that sour cream is already sour, and it’s ok to eat at least 2 weeks beyond the sell by date (which is just the date the store should probably remove it from the shelf so as not to inadvertently startle someone when they open it to find green mold or other interesting organisms).

Well, the sour cream looked like it was separating a little bit….I mean it smelled OK, but I’d rather throw out a $1.49 thing of sour cream than get sick.  Dairy products worry me if they get old.  Along with dinner I had a Michelob Ultra that I bought when I first got to CA.  It has been in the fridge for over 3 months, so I guess it was a little stale.  Beer does kind of go bad after a while.  I don’t think it will hurt you but it’s not top quality.

Needless to say now I feel slightly queasy.  Maybe it was all the salsa I had with the quesadilla.  Maybe it was the stale beer.  Maybe it was the Perrier I drank after the beer.  All I know is that I’m probably going to chuck all the questionable food.  This always happens!  I hate wasting food so sometimes I’ll try to eat it but then I regret it.  Maybe it’s just all in my head and it’s a placebo effect…I only THINK I have a stomach ache.  I can be quite the hypochondriac (just ask my parents) so I know about the power of psychosomatic illness.

So now I’m sipping on a coke to see if it will settle my stomach a bit.