Two days of downhill skiing in sunny though somewhat icy conditions: Survived.
Crushing national disappointment in various arcane Olympic disciplines: Survived.
The Great Cheezie Incident of 2010: Survived.
Husband's eerie fascination with chunky Danish curler in mini-skirt: Survived.
Flatulent coonhound in back of small Subaru wagon: Survived.
Sight of child hurtling headlong downhill straight into metal railing: Survived.
Sight of child hurtling headlong downhill from my left and disappearing into the distance: Survived.
Traumatic helmet-head: Survived.
I would call that a successful mountain getaway.