After our could-have-been-run-in-with-the-law, we went back to Cabin 9 and rang in the New Year, watching the Peach Drop on our tiny TV.
|Forget the Subway, I Have a New Mode of Transportation|
Of course, I couldn't be kept out of the kitchen for long. Mr. Steve Tribble is a New Years Baby, and he was celebrating a big birthday (the big 6-0). So after our hour long ride, we drove back I did what I do best...made more cupcakes. There's no denying my love for him because, despite the fact that I root the Crimson Tide, our party was Auburn themed. Navy and burnt orange sprinkles or iced AU’s decorated the chocolate cupcakes.
|The Wonderful Birthday Boy, Mr. Steve|
|Attempting to Make Smores|
I was a little sad when we had to pack our bags and leave the cabin this morning. I know, beautiful mountain towns probably don't have the best news stations, but it sure would be fun to leave in one someday.
|The Five Kids In Our Matching Lumbermen Jackets|