batch, natch

Dawn headed out with Diane for Louisville and parts beyond this morning. A good thing. I'll probably toy with my chili recipe while they're gone, and try to do too many--i.e., all--the things hard to do when the house is full up.

Or just read the last 2 1/2 Harry Potter books that I haven't read yet.

It's a cruel trick to make an INTJ a teacher. What is beautiful and complete in my mind, is not visible to anyone else. And when extruded, it tends to excite surprised and alarmed looks and comments like "yikes" and "ur, that's awkward." But trust me, in here, it's thrillingly clear...