Hurry up and wait...and wait aaand...wait some more.

Well, despite the fact that the air advisor mission is THE priority according what we've been told...the Air Force can't seem to find any Mi-17's for us to fly. Oh well...we'll just hang out until they do find us something to fly. In the mean time we're flying occasionally here at  home, but more importantly, spending time with our families!

...and growing mustaches. That is a critical part of being a successful Air Advisor.

This is The Big Man, the Ballerina and their fearless new snow boarder. This is a funny picture but for real...the little guy is pretty awesome and really has no respect for speed and the impending carnage awaiting those with little respect for too much speed combined with laws of gravity!  No...his dad isn't poking him with his pole to see if he's conscious after a crash.

My wife...she shreds! This is her executing the difficult maneuver ...stopping.

okay okay...she has become a pretty darn good skier but it's still fun to tease her!

My mustache...it takes commitment to be seen in public. It is pretty dirty! It's weird, the more wifey tells me to shave it because it's so gross...the more committed I am to growing a serious stache!

Um...I think the Big Man was told ''NO WAY'' by higher headquarters...so he is still looking for a mustache.