Good morning!
It’s Saturday. After staring at it for more than two years, I finally mended this blanket that belongs to my niece. (Can I even say “belongs” after having kept it this long?)
Her roommate’s new puppy had eaten a hole in it, and I offered to mend it. “No really,” I said. “It’s no big deal!”
(Which is technically true.)
Of course my niece has …