Apparently we cannot go to Crested Butte without it snowing 18+ inches on us. Before we left Ryan had been checking the snow report almost every day. We knew they had a little snow, but most had been man made. For the second year in a row, we had to ski through blizzard-like weather and freezing temperatures. I actually didn't ski through much of it, I was happy sitting by the fire reading, drinking a tasty hot chocolate with peppermint schnapps or spending time in our king corner suite (which the hotel upgraded us to). yeah!
I have to apologize, I didn't take as many photos as I usually would because taking photos would require me to take off my gloves in the freezing weather and that was not going to happen. So here are a couple of my favorites.

That's me freezing on the ski lift. This was the second day and as you can see, I'm completely covered in snow.

Here we are on our first ride up the lifts. It started snowing on our second run down the mountain and didn't stop the entire time.

Crested Butte is beautiful. I'm so lucky.

Ryan and I went to a little bar in town called "Talk of the Town" to watch the Heisman Trophy Selection Show. I could barely pull him away to take this photo.

This is what our car looked like when we were ready to leave. We left a trail of snow the entire way home.