I had great plans for this weekend.  Unfortunately, none of what I planned happened.  It was a nice weekend nonetheless.

We didn’t go to Wordcamp.  Mike wasn’t feelilng too hot on Friday, and on Saturday was not up to waking up to leave the house at 5:30 AM to go to Portland.  Instead, we slept in and decided to use the day to run a few errands, but generally chill.  I think Mike actually felt a little guilty because I was actually really excited to go to WordCamp, so he agreed to go to brunch with me.  That’s right, brunch- his most hated word/meal.

Our errand run took us downtown, so we had brunch at Etta’s right by Pike’s Peak.  I had their “breakfast polenta,” which was sooooo good and covered with fresh, sweet blackberries.  I don’t know why it’s never occurred to me that polenta would make a great breakfast food- it’s basically the same thing as eating grits, except not drowned in butter and cheese and other weird crap my Southern family members put on it.  Next time my bff Mary and I host a “breakfast party” I’ll have to try making it myself.  Mike had fish and chips and actually enjoyed his food.  It made for a really nice meal.

The fact that it was a BEAUTIFUL day made it even better:

We walked around a little, but visiting the Market on the weekend scares me.

The rest of the day was nice and quiet, as it should be.  The big accomplishment of the day was that I finished the scarf I’d been working on.  Here it is being blocked on our outside stair case:

And here is a close-up of my “oh crap where are my blocking pins and how am I going to give this thing a shape” technique:

Yeah, those are bobby pins holding it to our staircase.  Only knitters will really appreciate the humor in this, but I really think it complements my habit of having various scarves and yarn trailing out of my purse and car rather frequently.