Revenge is a dish best served cold, but getting my way tastes pretty damn good - hot, cold or at room temperature.
The galaxy shirt - it's not done yet, but all it needs is a collar, buttons and the hem.
He gave in last night. Mostly gave in. He doesn't actually know yet that the shirt's almost finished, but he said that he wouldn't object if I made it.
And that means what? You're going to look at the result of all my hard work and not wear it?
I don't think so. It will get worn this weekend.
He did finally tell me what he had against the fabric - apparently all it needs is little tiny spacemen on it and it looks like his big-boy sleeping bag from Scouts in 2nd grade.
I think I need to embroider one little tiny spaceman somewhere on the shirt, maybe the inside yoke, where only he can see it.