Thursday, December 29, 2011

Cabin-palooza 2011

Every year for Taylor's buddy Mike's birthday (and for many other occasions), a mismatched gang of friends--and perhaps a couple strangers--heads up to a family cabin at Swift Lake in Washington.

In all my time knowing Taylor, I've never been able to attend one of these "cabin trips" because I'm either working or, more than likely, traveling to a wedding. After I started my job, I realized I had weekends. Actual weekends to enjoy doing weekend-type things, including heading up to the cabin.

We had a blast hiking to see the spectacular tri-mountain view, off-roading in the Ranger, happy hour-ing down at the lake, melting my UGG boots at the bonfire, and laughing so hard it hurt.

Here are some snaps commemorating the trip.  

Here. We. Go!





Hi Kat!!!









Man and mountain. 



Here we are!
Almost an exact replica of their 2011 Christmas card pic.



Taylor and Ketler's oar-less canoe excursion. 



Classic Michael Greenberg. Happy Birthday, buddy! 

Ho ho Holiday Half

Nothing like a half-marathon on the coldest day of the year to put you in the holiday spirit!

Taylor and I trudged through 13.1 miles together a few Sundays ago. Well, that's sort of a lie. We most definitely did not run together, but I guess saying we both completed the race sort of signifies we did it together, right?  

Luckily, I had the help of my friend Erin, pacing me along, but neither Taylor nor I felt like we did very well, although we both did better than the last half-marathons we ran.

The photos couldn't be more hideous, but I had to screen shot and share! :) Enjoy! 

Check out those quads! Yeah buddy!

The best part is the sweaty curl of hair creeping out from underneath my headband. 

SAG Soiree 2011

Remember back when I was interning at Arnica? Well, I've kept in touch with the fabulous ladies and a couple of the gents, and a few weeks ago we had a nice little holiday gathering at Michelle's house. It was so sweet of her to host.

Oh, and in case you're wondering, SAG stands for: Society of (Ex-) Arnica Girls. We think it's quite hilarious.