I spent the afternoon tie-dying in the sun, and now the back of my neck is raw. Pink, too, according to expert testimony, though I haven’t looked myself.
But I can’t be too sad when tomorrow will be like Christmas, with the unwrapping of beautiful new* t-shirts and underwear. Whee!
*well, most of ’em aren’t really new, they’re old white shirts with a spatter of cola-stains I had to hide somehow.