Meg here - borrowing the Fool's account to report that it is a good holiday chez Socknitters. We have a passel of people coming over later this afternoon for food and old-time jamming, so there is a Dutch oven of vegetarian baked beans baking away in the oven, teriyaki chicken drumsticks marinating away in the refrigerator, a pan of vegetables ready for grilling, corn on the cob and a cherry pie in the offing.
The cats are celebrating their own Independence Day by declaring themselves free of the oppressive and odious Household Rules For Cats. Angus, in his self-appointed role as Summertime Lord of Misrule has been happily mugging ankles all morning, taking breaks only to stand on the dining table. Spoot keeps trying to sleep on the marimba and open the bathroom cabinet so she can hide inside. Mab is sleeping under the bed - but I'm certain she's thinking something up.