I'm very happy I chose the red for the lining:
And for once, I am very, very happy with my finish-finishing!
I didn't expect it to go so smoothly because I'm still a little weary from Mother's hospitalization. She's in rehab now, but there was a period last week when I went 34 hours more-or-less awake.
24 of those hours were spent in the same clothes and I only got to brush my teeth once during that time (yuck). 20 hours of those 24 hours were spent in hand-to-hand combat with my supposedly frail and fragile 89-going-on-90-year-old mother. She was absolutely determined that she was going to disconnect and detach every monitor, IV needle, and oxygen tube. I was determined that she wasn't.
She managed to break the oxygen tube. I was the one who got bruises.
(Is it elder abuse if the elder who is abused is abused by an even more elderly elder?)
She is giving them a run for their money in rehab.
And the Saint and I are even more convinced that she's going to outlive us both.
Bless her heart . . .