The quilt we've been using as a cover on the (nominally) white couch in the living room is starting to fall apart. It was never made of the best materials. All the patch pieces were cut from cheap bedding sheets that appear to have been mostly polyester. It was hand made by Vietnamese women who are HIV positive, who support themselves by making these quilts, and so I put aside my normal quibbling over fiber and just bought the damn' thing. But it's starting to pull apart at the seams now, as well as having grown very doggy.
But the dogs love that whitish couch, and spend most of their days there, so it has to be covered with something. And there was this oversized American flag bought at St. Vincent de Paul that was just taking up shelf space after I had stuffed it in the linen closet. Once I realized it was much too big for any flag pole we could reasonably mount on the house, I had put it away and forgotten about it. I could re-donate it to St. Vinnie's of course, but my evil genius made me try it on the couch first. It fits nicely, actually, and looks very American Cottage there. So what the hell. Abbie Hoffman would be proud, as Hal observes. And I was already slated to burn in hell anyway.
Made any changes for the new year at your house?