I'm back from Jackson...

You should really sing that to the Johnny Cash tune. :)

Some quick trip highlights:

Snake River Lodge is beautiful.

Our sleigh ride was pulled by Percherons with bells and it started to snow as we headed up the mountain for our dinner at Solitude Cabin.

We went snowmobiling in the Teton National Forest and saw Rocky Mountain sheep and gorgeous scenery. (As an aside, one our guides was missing an arm and, I kid you not, introduced himself as "Lefty".)

The Jackson square with its elk antler arches wrapped with Christmas lights was just lovely. We sat on park benches and watched the snow fall.

The Million Dollar Cowboy Bar has saddles for seats at the bar and has absolutely amazing carved wood. There's also an oddly hypnotic fixture where a scene with figures rotates around, and around, and around, and...well, you get the idea.

Dinner with the local FBI Special Agent and his wife at the Snake River Grill was delightful. Although I kept thinking that the woman sitting near us looked just like Alannis Morisette which was occasionally distracting. D didn't think it was her though.

I had my first facial and it was heavenly. As was the 80 minute massage followed by soaking in the indoor hot tub in front of the big window where you could watch the snow fall. I could get used to being pampered. ;)

The only downside was that I didn't sleep well on the trip and getting home was not fun at all. Who knew that a little snow threw the Jackson airport into such a tizzy? I certainly didn't. Although there is a fun fact about the airport. It's the only commercial airport in the country located inside a National Park. Our flights were cancelled so instead of getting home Wednesday night at 10, I got home Thursday morning at 9 after spending all day at the Jackson airport, hours in Salt Lake, the red eye to Atlanta, and, finally, a morning flight to RDU. Can you say tired? I thought you could.

But, with all that time in airports and not sleeping, I did manage to get some reading done. ( The latest additions to the reading list )

Now, I'm off to unpack, do the mountain of laundry that accumulated in my absence, and get ready to celebrate my oldest's birthday today. I can't believe that he's 15!

I'm back from Jackson...

You should really sing that to the Johnny Cash tune. :)

Some quick trip highlights:

Snake River Lodge is beautiful.

Our sleigh ride was pulled by Percherons with bells and it started to snow as we headed up the mountain for our dinner at Solitude Cabin.

We went snowmobiling in the Teton National Forest and saw Rocky Mountain sheep and gorgeous scenery. (As an aside, one our guides was missing an arm and, I kid you not, introduced himself as "Lefty".)

The Jackson square with its elk antler arches wrapped with Christmas lights was just lovely. We sat on park benches and watched the snow fall.

The Million Dollar Cowboy Bar has saddles for seats at the bar and has absolutely amazing carved wood. There's also an oddly hypnotic fixture where a scene with figures rotates around, and around, and around, and...well, you get the idea.

Dinner with the local FBI Special Agent and his wife at the Snake River Grill was delightful. Although I kept thinking that the woman sitting near us looked just like Alannis Morisette which was occasionally distracting. D didn't think it was her though.

I had my first facial and it was heavenly. As was the 80 minute massage followed by soaking in the indoor hot tub in front of the big window where you could watch the snow fall. I could get used to being pampered. ;)

The only downside was that I didn't sleep well on the trip and getting home was not fun at all. Who knew that a little snow threw the Jackson airport into such a tizzy? I certainly didn't. Although there is a fun fact about the airport. It's the only commercial airport in the country located inside a National Park. Our flights were cancelled so instead of getting home Wednesday night at 10, I got home Thursday morning at 9 after spending all day at the Jackson airport, hours in Salt Lake, the red eye to Atlanta, and, finally, a morning flight to RDU. Can you say tired? I thought you could.

But, with all that time in airports and not sleeping, I did manage to get some reading done. ( The latest additions to the reading list )

Now, I'm off to unpack, do the mountain of laundry that accumulated in my absence, and get ready to celebrate my oldest's birthday today. I can't believe that he's 15!