dreaming of a ski house

Though Thanksgiving is REALLY upon us, ski season is very much upon us, too! Several mountains here in California have already opened, and most of the rest are opening in the next week or so. I live for ski season, even more than I live for entertaining. Let's just put it this way... if I had to choose between Mark, the absolute love of my life, and skiing, it would be a tough choice. I kid! I kid!

But seriously, I would really miss Mark a lot. Another joke!

Thinking about skiing from our place down at sea level, it makes me want to transport myself to a house in the mountains, curl up in a big blanket next to a roaring fire and sip on some hot chocolate and Bailey's. As Ina Garten might say, "How cozy is that?"

In my imaginary vision, here's some of what we might see...

Waking up to a view of the slopes

Even better

In the kitchen, lots of tools for a full ski vacation experience...

A waffle iron, mais oui, for Belgian waffles before first chair

Lots of tasty recipes inspired by this cookbook

Feet wrapped in these fantastic moccasin-style "Alana" boots from The North Face (the lace-up style is friendly to all calves and ankles, large and small)

I'm even feeling charitable in the style department, and I think I just might be able to live with a foosball table in the basement... well, so long as it is a somewhat stylish version. How about this mod model from Rene Pierre?

Or perhaps this Queen Anne version stripped and painted a glossy white? 

We're headed up into the Sierras this weekend, post-Thanksgiving, to explore whether a house in the mountains may be in our semi-near future. I'm crazy excited... how often do you get to explore house porn and go skiing in the same weekend? It's like a dream!

Images from Apartment Therapy (x2), Amazon (x2), shoes.com and American Super Sports (x2)

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