2015. Thanksgiving with The Carnivore’s family, Christmas with mine. Do you all do that? I have a love/not-so-much-love relationship with this arrangement. I LOVE that we are not rushing around, moving from one place to the next; I don’t so much love that we aren’t able to see all of our families on the holidays. Maybe one day.
The Carnivore’s family had an EXCELLENT idea this year. Rent a cabin and do Thanksgiving in the mountains! It was absolutely perfect. Just the break I needed – no cell service, no internet (they claimed they had it, I’m going to say they didn’t), and nowhere to be. We were somewhat snowed in for two days, and since there was no Instagram or Facebook to distract me – we put together a 1,000 piece puzzle, watched sappy Christmas movies, and drank copious amounts of hot chocolate. My idea of perfect. Even though I didn’t spend the holiday in Oklahoma, I did get to take a piece of home with me to the mountains – my sister!
Our first day in Ruidoso was beautiful – 65 and sunny!
We stayed in this incredible “cabin” overlooking a valley. I use the term “cabin” loosely, this place was nicer than my house.
There was no shortage of wildlife roaming just outside our front door. Mule deer, turkeys, and this herd of elk. I had to remind The Carnivore one elk is enough… we don’t have the wall space.
Thanksgiving morning, the rain began. Cue curly hair.
We ate Thanksgiving lunch in town and by the time we rolled ourselves home the freezing rain had started. We spent the remainder of the holiday working on our puzzle, watching football, and snacking on all the delicious treats my mother-in-law made for the trip. I had Chex-mix for dinner. Don’t judge me.
We ate at the best pizza place on this side of the Atlantic – Cafe Rio, bought some pillow cases (made out of saddle blankets) from my favorite trading post – Two Bears, and crossed a few Christmas gifts off my list.
Saturday morning was our last breakfast in the mountains. We were so sad to leave our snowy abode and drive back to the flatlands.