I'm guessing this little bird wasn't counting on such a cold morning for west Texas. This may be the most snow this area has seen in a long time. And it's still snowing... I like to think it's for me, and my appreciation of winter weather. There's nothing like discovering a snowy morning when everyone's still sleeping, and it's quiet and white outside. Makes me feel like I'm 10 years old again, leaning on the back of the couch staring out the big picture window in the living room, hoping to hear that school's cancelled. However, I'm 30, and work's not cancelled cuz I only have to travel to the office 5 feet away from my living room. Well, at least I get paid for this. :)
Joseph opened our front door this morning to find a large tumbleweed covered in snow- proof that we're definitely in TX, not magically transported back to snowy Ohio.
They decorate these here as western "Christmas Trees", which I think is kinda funny, but then if there aren't that many trees around, you make do with what's available.
Our Thanksgiving and weekend was wonderful, and relaxing. Had an early morning last Thursday... up at 5am to get bird dressed and in the oven. Next year I'm definitely dressing it the night before- I'm getting too old for this early morning crap. It came out tasty though, and the morning was complete with a phone call from Erin, my Thanksgiving day cooking companion. We talk each year on that morning to get last minute tips, and generally enjoy the moments. We had 7 here for T-day dinner, and were thoroughly stuffed by the time it was over. Everything was delicious, and we had a good time with our friends. There's some pictures of the event on our homepage (see link at right).
Joseph and I left Friday morning for Ruidoso to spend the rest of the weekend. We had a really good time, visiting the local shops and spending time together. Found one of the coolest pottery places there; this guy was really skilled in throwing clay on the wheel. We bought one of his pieces, and I hope to collect some more. I love hand-thrown pottery... and I love spending time hanging out with Joe. We also got to ride horses while there, which was a lot of fun. I haven't been on a horse since I was 12 when I went riding down at Mohican with my Dad. It was kinda surprising what a little more maturity will do for your confidence around horses. This time was much more fun, and I wasn't as scared of falling off at any second. The mountain trail we took through the woods reminded me of some old western movie, which was kind of ironic since we had just watched Gunsmoke that morning on TV. All in all, good times.
Well, tonight is going to be one for the cozy fireplace, and fuzzy slippers, while I enjoy my brief winter wonderland.
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