Christmas is about two three things.
#1. Baby Jesus

#2. Hershey's Kisses, studded with tiny bits of candy cane, Mmmm

#3. And snow

I feel like I'm forgetting something. Anyway, the problem with living in the brown dirty desert, is that we don't get any snow, unless
reverse global warming occurs, and that's not going to happen this year. (It's 55 degrees today, with clear blue skies.)
BUT, did you know that if you drive a mere 20 minutes from my front door, you can get your pearl-toned '02 Suzuki XL7 stuck in a bank of snow, and have to be towed out by a giant snow shoveler-type truck?
Yes, 20 minutes. Real snow!
I'm talking about the majestic Mt. Charleston:

(Matterhorn pictured, but very similar looking.)
I don't go up to Mt. Charleston often if I can help it, cuz it's freakishly cold up there, but if I'm going to go up there, it's gonna be in December, on account of snow equaling Christmas spirit.
Last weekend, my sister and BIL (Erin & Scott) reserved a 4-person cabin up at Mt Charleston for themselves and my nieces (Maddie, and France), but Scott ended up having to work at the last minute, so Erin was kind enough to let my other niece (Emma) and me (Jenny) and my 3 kids (Cord, Gus, and Homer) all squeeze in his place. You do the math.
(I came up with 8 people in a 4 person cabin. Is that what you got?)
Well, the cabin was adorable, despite the broken fireplace and the spiders in the bathroom, and the lodge had a cozy restaurant with a big working fireplace right in the center, so for those reasons I must insist that you add "Get a cabin in December at Mt. Charleston" to your Bucket List, yo. Right after, "Stand in some quicksand."
We went sledding in an insufficient amount of outerwear, ate at that cozy restaurant, watched movies, DRANK! hot chocolate, and played games. It was fun and Christmasy and I feel a tiny bit guilty for mooching off of Erin & Scott, but I swear I'll return the favor some day.
Bummer thing is, I was worried about taking my phone (aka camera) out in the snow so I only got one picture and it's random and blurry, dangit:

You feeling the Christmas spirit yet?