My dear friend Gina from Colorado's parents own a cabin in nearby McCall that we were able to nab for the Winter Carnival. A little mountain-town event that people have been telling us about since we moved here in November.
We got up there a little last minute but loved every second on it.
I'm sure you are a little sick of hearing about how hard the move has been for us. It does continue to get better, but there is still quite the road ahead. It would be a hell of a lot easier if I wasn't working full time right now - 4 more weeks!
We ate at The Pancake House (a must) bright and early Saturday morning and spent the rest of the day checking out snow sculptures, making ornaments for the Capitol Christmas tree that will go from Idaho to Washington DC this December, we did some thrift store shopping, and finally settled in for the coldest Mardi Gras (so weird in Idaho) parade around.
These two fiercely played "king of the mountain" with Eric and I and by the end of it we all had snow down our pants, boots and up the back of our shirts. It was the best time.