I'm not sure why there is a giraffe statue in Quincy, but I walk by him on a fairly regular basis. He's kind of freaky looking, all steam punk and smoldering eyes (really glad that I didn't get a front shot, where he is staring at you).
The worst is walking by him at night, which thankfully I don't do very often.
This weekend was full of oddities.
Saturday I did my long run by running to meet my running buddy in Quincy Center. I wasn't able to finish our running distance, though I got more than the 8 miles logged because I started running from home. Hrm. Not the way I intended to get my running in.
Sunday I had game. I am a geek and I play Changeling with a few of my friends on occasional Sundays. I had a lot of fun despite the friendly fire from one of the other players (done on purpose, so more like very unfriendly fire). I was exhausted when I got home, so I didn't finish my 2 hours on the baby set.
Urgh. The baby set. I worked on it Saturday, weaving in ends after ends. The blanket by the instructions was done in strips, and it takes me about 30 minutes to weave in the ends on a single one. I can only imagine how much more grumpy I would be if I had followed the pattern's initial instruction to just knit squares and sew them in. Even more ends! Yuck.
Needless to say, I have a lot left on that project. The laundry list goes something like this: weave in ends, crochet strips together, weave in more ends, sew jacket together, weave in more ends, sew baby hat together, weave in more ends, do embroidery on all three pieces and then, ahem, weave in more ends.
This project makes me feel like this:
Hopefully I will feel better about it with a few more days work on it. You know, once the ends are woven in!
