The sweater ribbing is stretched out after 20+ years. I've offered to take it off and knit new bands, but my mom likes it like this. It's all oversized and comfy.
Piccolo is cowering under the chair in my office/studio as I write this. Fourth of July is a crummy holiday for pets. For fireworks being illegal, I'm always a little frustrated that so many irresponsible people have them, and wonder why more cars don't blow up, parked in the street while they go off, or garages catch on fire. I sound like an old lady right now, don't I?
The Man is blow drying some magazines that got wet in the garage. My nut is probably going to be at this project all evening.