This November I've been quite lucky to have several fun visitors--I think it has something to do with the fact that I've moved to a pretty cool city (don't let that go to your head Boston). A city that I really like, so it's lucky that it's where I live. I also finally did some touring in November, so here are some pictures.
Wonky gravestones at the North End Cemetery(I had just read Neil Gaiman's The Graveyard Book),
Paul Revere outside the North End Church (you know of "one if by land two if by sea" fame) even though Paul Revere isn't actually famous,
Erin and Julianne in the posh Beacon Hill area of Boston where Louisa May Alcott lived once she was old and famous,
and Julianne amiably posing at a cute little alley also in Beacon Hill(to prove that I actually do have friends and not all of my Boston pictures are just of things).
November also brought the advent of one Maggie Naomi B___ (I feel so Victorian blanking people's names out for confidential purposes in my personal, published communications). Now Maggie, let's get it out here and now. I was told you were not coming until December, and so the fact that I finished your baby blanket a half hour before you were born is only due to my own diligence (surprising); and the fact that you did not have it when you were born is entirely your fault. Not that I'm bitter or petty because I'm blaming a newborn baby, never.
By the way, Melanie, this is part of my room (since you were saying you wanted to see pictures of my room).This was my first foray into handicrafts of any kind really and I found I quite enjoyed it. So who's having a baby now? I have skills I can't let get rusty. And anyway, I expect the entire world to take me into consideration when planning their families, doing otherwise would just be rude.
And that's my dinner done. Though not really because I'm going to go make it right now.
