a Santa Fe Thanksgiving

I went to Santa Fe for Thanksgiving this year. It was a short but fun trip.

I got into Albuquerque Wednesday evening, just in time to eat Mexican for dinner with Dad, Ryan, and his girlfriend Lauren. Back in Santa Fe we topped off the night with two episodes of Duck Dynasty.

Thursday morning I dragged everyone but Mom (who was busy making pies) out to the Turkey Trot 5k. The temperature was in the high 20s, but didn't feel bad at all. There were 330 participants. Lauren and I ran together, with a few walking breaks (mostly because of my knee pain, but also because the course was hilly, we were at elevation, and my new running gait wears me out quickly). We still managed to finish in just over 31 minutes. Dad and Ryan walked, with a couple jogging breaks.

Ready to go!

Chatting while we wait to start.

My two favorite guys.

That New Mexican sun sure makes things seem warmer than they really are.

Showing off at the finish.

After the race it was time to get ready to head to Albuquerque for the big Thanksgiving meal. It was delicious, and nice to see friends and family.

Granddad and me. In matching sweaters.

Three generations.

Ah mush.

Grandmother loves hugs.

Thursday evening back in Santa Fe we topped off the night with more Duck Dynasty. Friday Mom made a good breakfast, then we stopped by the outlet mall quickly before visiting the Santa Fe Brewing Company.

Ryan loves New Mexico, and he loves beer. 

Four of us split the two tastings.

After our beer tastings Ryan and Dad took Jackson to the vet, while us ladies went downtown for some fancy hot chocolate.

Hot chocolate cheers

Then Dad and Ryan met up with us, and we walked around downtown. I accidentally stepped in a giant mud puddle which everyone thought was sooo funny, but resulted in a sweet new pair of socks for me. We continued on, visiting a few art galleries and enjoying some of the lighting of the plaza festivities.

Santa arrives!

For dinner we went to Cafe Pasqual's. It was really really good. Then we walked back to the plaza to see it all lit up. I love Santa Fe at Christmastime. And all the time.

Parents on the plaza.

We finished off the night...wait for it...with more Duck Dynasty. That show is hilarious. This morning I got up and went for another 3-mile run, which was hard (again, the gait! It is hard to get used to!) and required a couple walking breaks because there is still some IT band pain in the knee. Now Ryan is making me one of his breakfast sandwiches, and in an hour I head to the airport and back to Virginia.