Which proves the Bren book is moving nicely.

I thought I’d put it on and just sit down and trim up a few details in the scene…

It would have been a nice pot of stew. A total loss. Fortunately I got to it before the pot was ruined, but nothing else. I think it’s going to be beans tonight.

We had a little snow this morning and now the sky is that lovely china blue it gets up here in the north. It’s forecasted to snow non-stop for the next several days, but the weather reports have not been reliable lately.

Beyond that, we’ve both been working hard: we got the infamous glitch repaired, thanks to the software designer; we’ve corresponded with everybody we know about who was caught in it.

It’s going to be beans for dinner. I’m a Southwesterner, and Jane’s an adopted Southwesterner, so jalapenos are a Good Thing with us. We’re allergic to onion, so it’s fortunate we have no trouble with hot peppers… A can of pinto beans, a spoonful of sliced-in-a-jar jalapenos (milder than the fresh sort)…cooked together, then poured into a bowl, add enough shredded cheese to cover same, and pop bowl into the microwave to melt the cheese. Makes a nice inexpensive supper…for nights when I’ve created a disaster in the kitchen. You’re never more than 10 minutes away from that meal—or chili over pasta. And fortunately we both like it.

We’re not going back to the rink this week: we’re just not that organized yet, and it will be wall-to-wall kids temporarily out of reach of their parents…meaning some of them with new Christmas skates and some of them just sure they’re Wayne Gretzky in the making. We want to get back on the ice. But next week will be tamer.