Christmas Cocoon in Camden

Christmas 2010 was my first spent away with family. And even though I missed them, I had a good time with my surrogate family here in London. A mixture of Americans, Canadians, Aussies and a Brit too :)

We had some spiritual stuff (chats, carols), some silly stuff (truth or dare, email of death) and some typically awesome holiday stuff (eating TONS of great food, sitting in pajamas and not leaving the house for 3 days...literally).

All these pictures are thanks to Zinta and Morgan. Thanks for documenting this weekend guys!

Zinta made a Gingerbread house.

And we destroyed and ate it. When all was said a done, there was maybe one tiny piece of rock hard frosting left. Yummy!

We lit some candles.

We had a fantastic feast. Everyone made 2-3 dishes, and there were 7 of us = lots of gooood food.

Our dinner table on Christmas Eve.

Erika spiked our punch with beer. Ginger beer.

Me and Mo.

The beginning of our photo session. Don't ask me what I was doing, because I have nooo idea. It was that Ginger Beer.*

Toothless smile picture. Classic.

Front row: Erika Mitchell, Monica Hubrich, Me

Back row: Joff King, Karen Campbell, Zinta Jaunitis, Morgan Habedank

Group goofy shot

Girls photo. Check out Monica's face ;)

Joff made a joke right before this picture. Even though it was unplanned, it's my fav shot of the night.

*Please note Ginger Beer is actually not an alcoholic beverage.

Bothie: Unique experience with an upper case "U"

I really worked on my Halloween costume last year. I was going for the "no shower in 2 days, weary camper" look. And let me tell you, I NAILed it. It did take a couples days of camping to perfect, but I got it down.

Way back when (October 29 - 31, 2010) I went up to Scotland with a few friends and hiked to a Bothie. In case you don't know what a bothie is - I didn't either - it's a shelter made of stone. It may or may not have a fireplace, and maybe a counter for cooking and possibly some benches. And that's about it.

Let me tell you: hiking 3 hours to a remote Bothie in the POURing rain making the trail a river, in the pitch black to be greeted by a freezing cold stone home to sleep in was awesome. No, it really was. It was absolutely beautiful up there and I had an amazing experience!!! Thanks to Dave for organizing it all and doing all that driving :) And thanks the whole gang who went for the fun time!

The "Grand Hotel" in the town just before we went really remote. Yes, very grand indeed. With all those boarded up windows and doors. So welcoming.

View on the drive. Difficult, nay, impossible to capture well in a picture.

View from the Bothie. Besides the first night hiking in, it didn't rain the rest of our trip!

The Bothie. Stunning backdrop. Night 1 it was just us 5, second night there were about 30 people sharing the bothie.

The boys found and chopped the wood. Sunsets were beautiful!!
Group shot. L to R: Erika Mitchell, Me, Mike Robinson, Dave Robinson, Anders Aabo
Erika and I. yes, the hair was windswept. Like on magazine covers! Ok...looks a little different than a magazine cover.
Drive home. One way was like 12 hours, so a lot of our Friday afternoon to Sunday night trip was spent in the car. But it was gorgeous.


Dave drove the whole way there and back. What a trooper!

What else would you expect to see on the side of a remote rode in Scotland?

Erika doing a jig. We were trying to raise funds for all the petrol for the car. (Yes, bag piper was taking a break and we used his step).

Pet Spa

Have I mentioned I live in a bit of a rich area? Ok. It's a very rich area. With lots of Ex-pats since there's an American school nearby.

Anyway. I wish I was kidding when I say I got a Pet Spa pamphlet from Harrods in the mail the other week. The proof is below. If I ever hear of anyone I know actually using this place, I will personally write them a letter listing the 99,463,235 more useful and beneficial ways that money could have been spent.

In case you can't read it well, here are some of the highlights with my commentary in blue:

• "...this unique 3,000-square-foot pet-pampering haven offers the world's most exclusive selection of bespoke pet-grooming services and indulgent spa treatments..." Seriously? 3,000 sq feet? That's worth like $40 million in London (note - yes, I completely made that amount up)
• "...specially designed to to provide a calm, relaxing and safe retreat in which pets can be groomed, preened and indulged and revitalised." I'm pretty sure that a dog can relax just fine on a carpet at home.
• "Treatments offered include: physiotherapy, luxury canine massage, animal communication & reiki healing, behavioural support consultation, one-to-one puppy or kitten consultation" How much do you think those "animal communication & reiki healing" consultants get paid? 'Cause I'm pretty sure if I were them, I'd tell the pet - 'Don't tell your owner, but let's both just have a nap. Wink wink. Oh wait, you can't talk. I'm taking a nap now.' Then I'd laugh my way to the bank.
• Spa treatments include "blueberry & vanilla facial, thalassotherapy mud bath, John Paul pet full body groom" Blueberry & vanilla facial? I'm pretty sure they wouldn't be able to tell that from a 'stinky sock' facial. And knowing my old dog, she'd prefer the stinky socks. Also, a mud bath. You could get that for free going to a park in the rain.
• A nutrition and fitness suite including "personal fitness training session, the old age pensioner Club" I wonder if the pensioner club plays bingo. Oh wait, it's poker. That's where that ghetto portrait of dogs playing poker and smoking comes from. The Harrod's Pet Spa Pensioners Club.

The Harrod's Pet Spa Pensioners Club.
Pamphlet Front
Pamphlet Inside
Pamphlet Back