How traffic affects the space/time continuum
Someone is putting up interesting graffiti in my neighborhood. It's the first time I've seen positive affirmation graffiti, pretty fun, I think.
This one below is by far my favorite though. It's a little hard to read, it says "Make today a striped sweater day!"
Duke is finally his old self again. He says "There is no such thing as too many pillows."
My Ravelympics poll disappeared from my blog. I'm not sure how or why, it didn't max out or anything, but the Henley Perfected and the Layered Skater's Top were neck & neck, so I will have to choose between the two of them.
I am fairly fried right now. We were going up to my home town in upstate NY yesterday to visit my grandmother in her new digs, see my mother and stepfather briefly, then drive down to my BFF's house to visit her, another college friend I haven't seen since our wedding.
It's a 3 and a half hour drive to where my grandmother is, then an hour to the next stop, then about 3 hours home the next day, it's a lot, but it seems reasonable, doesn't it? It took us 6 hours to get to the first stop. 6 hours. Because of this. We didn't know why at the time, just that it really sucked. A lot. And the people we were visiting had to rearrange their plans numerous times through the day as we called with updates.
However, we did make it and the visits were all good. Check that off as mission accomplished! It was great to see my grandmother's new place & hang with her and the rest of the fam for a while. It was wonderful to see my two best friends from college and catch up. The children are adorable (too hectic a visit for me to even remember to take any pictures!) and the dogs were good, if harried. By this morning Pixie was even going up to the kids for some attention - of course running away when they tried to touch her - baby steps.
The dogs are both crashed now, finally sleeping off the car rides, the chaos and the attention. We are both exhausted. We spent 11 hours in the car (because the 3 hour drive home took 4 hours today b/c of construction traffic) in 2 days.
When one expects to spend 11 hours in a car in two days, it sucks. When one expects to spend 7.5 hours in the car and instead spends 11 hours in the car - it sucks hard. And harder. And it makes one seriously consider getting one of those GPS dohickies with real time traffic. Seriously.
The good thing about being in the car for 11 hours is that there is knitting to show for it. Not as much as there should be - me being too annoyed and frustrated that our visiting time was being eaten up minute by minute to concentrate enough to knit for bits and pieces of the trip - but definitely some things to show. Tomorrow.






















































