On our 43rd anniversary we went to the Whip where Alesa had bangers and mash, I had the shepard's pie and we both tasted the various ales. Bailey and Bridget came over that evening while their parents shopped. Bridget spent the night since Jeff and Bailey were going skiing at Boulder/Jack Frost on Friday. Alesa went over to Mike's with Bridget and took the girls to see the Hobbit. We started to take Bridget home on Saturday but everybody was slipping and sliding in a small snowstorm so we turned around and waited a couple of hours for the small accumulation to melt. Sunday Jeff took his family skiing at Bear Creek. Alesa was having a problem with a tooth so she went to the dentist on Wednesday, had a root canal on Friday and will get a crown next week. Today we took the train and went to mass at the Basilica in downtown Philly then met the Goodmans and walked to the Art Museum. (walked, didn't run up the stairs since my Rocky days are long gone.)