The best of both worlds in one night: staying in and going out. Because going out means driving a few yards down the mountain and over a small hill to get beers at Johnny See Saw’s.
Act I. Staying in.
Rob says “I’ll never get another wine glass,” referring to these Oregon Pinot Noir glasses I got him for Christmas. They are fantastic, by the way.
I was late coming back from Saratoga, where I went to do fun things like return the cable box, deposit checks, mail some things, visit the office for a few hours, and seek out the source a funkdified smell coming from our (empty?) home. Super. Rob met me at the door with a glass of wine and we parked by the fire so I could unwind after an hour+ behind the high beams.
This was my first time “driving back” to Vermont, rather than just “driving over to” Vermont. If you can believe it, there is a difference. Every farmhouse, covered bridge, and shifty fence along the way was a happy sight.
[Rebecca Taylor tulle-trim skirt found on ebay. Questionable authenticity; still love it + Theory sweater + Madewell tights + Made With Love in Brazil necklaces + ShopBop hat.]
Check out these amazing crochet necklaces from Made With Love in Brazil, same place I got the turquoise bracelets I never take off. 25 bones and they come in a zillion colors.
[No doubt reading a text about Michael McDonald on my ghetto phone.]
Act II. Impromptu excursion for after-dinner drinks.
[Johnny See Saw’s.]
We found a couch and kicked back for awhile…
[Sam Edelman boots, which actually do awesome in snow, so I’ll hear none of your “You can walk in those!?” comments! ]
Getting used to things… one drink at a time, apparently!