well rested

Have I told you how much I love a three day weekend? Oh, I have? Several times? You're sick of me rubbing it in? Okay then.

Houseguest moved out this weekend. He left early Saturday afternoon for a boys' day/night out and didn't get home until after I was in bed, then Sunday I left before he was awake to hang out at Alisa's all day. He called about 5:00 and asked what I was doing because Sacha was gonna be there soon. I asked him, "what, are you moving out today or something?" and he said, "well, actually, yea" then told me I should come see his new place around 6. I must say it caught me rather off guard. When I got home Sunday night my apartment felt HUGE. I'll miss having someone around a little, but I love having my space back.

So Sunday night we went to dinner at this little restaurant that I have no clue as to the name of (we just happened upon it) and the food was extremely delicious (Italian. Chicken Marsala. My. Favorite.) but the service was quite possibly the worst I've ever seen. This little man had absolutely no idea what he was doing. There were probably about 10 tables in the whole place, so there was only one waiter. He took kind of a long time to even notice we were sitting there, and he kept running back and forth between his station and each table putting his glasses on and taking them off again (I don't know why he couldn't just leave them on!). He never ever brought our wine, which is kind of ok (I mean not really, but this guy was seriously having issues) except he still put it on the bill. Then he took it off the bill, then he charged the credit card the original amount, then he charged it the correct amount but we do not have confirmation that the original was ever refunded. Now, picture this same scenario going on at every single table in the place. I'm not exagerrating. There was an issue with the bill of every table. It was insane.

Anyway, I did a lot of knitting over my three day weekend, including much work on these:

As well as Amy & Todd's wedding blanket (no pictures taken).

Finally, Thursday night I went to the New England Spring Flower Show and took some lovely pictures, so here are some flowers (and some kissing frogs) to get you thinking spring. :)