We decided last Wednesday to spontaneously take a weekend trip to Gatlinburg (talk about last minute, huh?). So, Friday, as soon as we got home from work, we jumped in the car and headed for the Smoky Mountains. If you know us at all, you know that G'burg is one of our most favorite places in the whole wide world. Even when it's 22 degrees. Yep. That's right. 22.
We spent all day Saturday bundled up and walking the streets, doing some Christmas shopping. We wanted to go snow tubing, but we decided that going to the tip top of a mountain in 22 degree weather, and then sliding down said mountain at a very fast rate just might instantaneously turn us into an ice sculpture. So we didn't. But we still had plenty of fun galavanting around the city! After an afternoon nap in the hotel room (and a HOT bath to get feeling back in our legs!), we drove into Pigeon Forge where we spent an incredible amount of time mosying (is that a word? It is now.) through the INCREDIBLE Christmas Place, where we spent too much money on ornaments for our family members. If you haven't been there, you MUST go! Now! It is amazing! Crowded, but amazing. Afterward, we hit the streets again, this time dressed in my oh-so-sexy thermal underwear, and looked at all the Winterfest lights. It was a fabulous time! I promise to put pictures up later!