Ashton...

Highs... The all girl Hobbling choir. Christmas Carols will never be the same again.
Meowing as a troll.
Rifting around in the white robe and watching everyone's faces
Penguins
The Christmas Treant

Lows...Cold, cold cold!

No heat in most of the camp bad. I couldn't feel my feet Saturday morning.
Much fun NPCing and being goofy. I finnally ended up napping for about an hour under Badger's fuzzy red cloak on the couch of doom.