Snowhere I'd Rather Be | A Winter Weekend in Tahoe

If you ever visit the Bay Area on a January or February or possibly even March weekend, let me just tell you now that you could do cartwheels up and down the Golden Gate Bridge all day long and have it completely to yourself because it is ghost town around here – everyone and their mothers and their college dorms and their coworkers and their dogs are up in Tahoe. 
Not kidding. We each took a half-day on a Friday to try and hit the road before traffic could get really horrendous... but it seemed like literally every single other caravan had the same idea, and we inched along from San Francisco all the way until we reached our cabin in North Tahoe five hours later. But once we arrived, it was truly like being immersed in a winter wonderland. I've insisted that for the past fifteen years of my life, I've had a snow curse on me: snow stays away from me. I've visited traditionally snowy destinations in the dead of winter (including my first and only other visit to Tahoe, five years ago with my freshman dorm) – the snow stops the instant I arrive and begins again hours after I leave.

So needless to say, I was positively giddy... and really, freaking cold. I've never seen so much snow in my life! We totally leaned into this whole "cozy cabin, snowy world" scenario too: hot cocoa spiked with Bailey's, beers in a hot tub excavated from a mountain of snow, a day of completely disconnecting (for them = hitting the slopes, for me = holing away at a day spa, oh yes I did), snowball fights, indulging on comfort food and cake at this little hole-in-the-snowbank restaurant straight out of Gilmore Girls that only had room for three parties, admiring the stars shining so bright, inhaling the smoky air, bundling up a wee bit tighter as the chill bit our noses.
I am now completely on board with this winter tradition, and am already anxiously anticipating the next time someone extends an invite to get stuck in rough traffic for a few hours on our way to this gorgeous snowy world!
Do you have any winter traditions? Did you get to go skiing this season?