Valentine’s Day 2012

Valentine’s Day was so much fun this year! We helped plan and host a Velocity party at a venue in the Chelsea FC Stadium.

Walking from the Entrance to the venue inside Chelsea FC.

The venue was Under the Bridge.

Here’s a pic from the night.

There were DJs, live performances, games, drinks, and a whole lotta dancing! Very Fun.

We finished up the night with a late night run to the nearby Bodean’s.

Y’all, this place is as close to home-cookin’ as we’re going to get in London.

Grant had a BBQ plate and a slab of ribs with sweet corn, cole slaw, and baked beans (yum!!).

I had chicken enchiladas and praise the Lord it’s the best Mexican I’ve had since we moved here (making it one of my favorite meals!).

Then we headed home! Very fun day. Grant is amazing.

Everyday is like Valentine’s Day with my honey. What can I say? I’m a cheese ball, but I love him! Hope you were able to celebrate with the one you love.

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Plans vs Reality: a rare but perfect day

I don’t have class on Fridays and Grant gets done with his by noon, so I’ve been dying to plan some fun outings for our Friday afternoons off together.

This morning, Grant skipped out the door on the way to his last marketing class ever (!) and I got up to straighten up a bit and plan our day. I had decided on going to Greenwich to explore and discover the National Maritime Museum, Queen’s House, Old Royal Naval College, Royal Observatory and see the famous Cutty Sark. The highlight of the Greenwich trip: The Prime Meridian.

We’d make our way back by waterboat on the Thames, but not before attending evensong at St. Paul’s Cathedral. We’d finish up with dinner afterwards at a favorite little Italian place near Embankment and catch the Jubilee line home.

That is not what happened.

Instead, we were both so hungry when Grant got home that we decided to try out a little Italian place close to our flat in Hampstead, then head out to Greenwich. Luigi’s was amazing and had unusually large portions (we had spaghetti and lasagna). Before we’d even paid the check, a food coma came over us–the perfect comfortably-full-but-not-stuffed feeling that demands sleep.

What could we do?

As we headed home to lay in bed, snuggle up with two hot water bottles at our feet, and watch movies all afternoon together, I didn’t regret tossing our plans aside. It turned out to be a rare but perfect day after all.