Guy's weekend

Every year (well almost every year) since we have been married, Paul has snuck away with two of his best friends from college for a guy's weekend.  They have been to Vegas, the Smokey mountains, some random private island in Arkansas (later referred to as the "Island of Biting Flies"), and hiking out west.  This year they decided to go ski-boarding in Vail, Colorado.  Paul sent me regular texts to ensure me that he was still alive. Here are a few pictures from texts from the weekend!

Jason, J.D. and Paul

Paul smiling despite his bruises