You obviously haven't met my wife. She can pour the perfect Black and Tan.
"....perfect black and tan..."
how ironic, not, but your screen name is what it is and I just said that (with more subtlety). I'm crackin' up. But we should probably both let it go, and quickly; one mention is risking bad taste, and I can seem to be referring to a double entendre with the ability to make a black and tan...pile on crudely and it's over the top.
this is a good point! What's worse a spouse that doesn't ski or a spouse that doesn't ski well and can't keep up with you; but wants to ski with you all the time? So again would you prefer a spouse who skis but can only handle blues and gets cold easily and complains? imagine, this: its a blower AM, 18" of fresh and trees are calling' but you can't go because your spouse doesn't ski trees and is cold.... so you are searching for fresh along the sides of her favorite blue runs.......that may be the definition of hell
I'd say that it's worse to love a woman who doesn't ski at all, rather than one who can't ski well. Even worse still is falling in love with a woman who doesn't ski well and cannot pour a decent black and tan. Of course, it's nvr2late to learn.
I kinda' like the idea of leaving any emotional baggage behind when I go skiing. how pessimistic is that? (it's like the line: meet the future X-Mrs. Smith by Jeff Goldblum). If your girlfriend skis the same ski area and things go south, it could mess with your skiing .....priorities guys, you know what's important. Keep the skis out of the bedroom, and....uh....vise versa??