Stella is back in the driveway and I couldn't be happier. She's riding better and purring like the very growly kitten she is. And she smells like motor oil and hand cleaner - I love it! (Strange, I know... but my grandfather was a mechanic, Dad and Dave are both car guys - car smells smell like happiness to me!)
Mom picked her up for me, so I didn't get to speak to my mechanic, but he'll be getting a great big giant thank-you on Monday.
And... last night Dave stayed at his Mom's, so I didn't have to cook. I ate chips and cookies for dinner and managed to finish up the first sleeve.
And even the second rainbow glove got a little love today.