Alas, as I was ironing it, I found a few light stains. And a pinhole.
In other news, I am on my own for a few days. Mr. Oodles and Miss Oodles are off on a father-daughter adventure. They're having a great time.
Don't tell them, but so am I. I ate cherries for lunch. I had a Drumstick (the ice cream kind, not the turkey kind) for dinner last night. I didn't clean up my sewing stuff because maybe I'll feel like sewing again later. I didn't make the bed. There are dishes in the sink. Not many, though, because cherries and a Drumstick don't make a lot of dirty dishes.
I'll be happy to see them when they get back. But I'll try to make the best of things until they do.