Finished reading These Burning Stars by Bethany Jacobs. I almost put the book down early, when it repeatedly poked at a stylistic peeve of mine, but Jacobs’s writing stepped up just in time, and I enjoyed the rest of the book to the end.

The oven stopped working yesterday. Dinner could be salvaged, but we need to decide whether to repair or replace.

Mom came over and hung out while we set up our Christmas tree.

Today’s kitchen victory: butter chicken with naan, and far Breton.

Super-excited to learn that a little bookstore is going to open nearby, in a month or so.

Was irked, so wrote a mild rant.

I’m writing my own decoder for multipart/form-data content, if you’re wondering how my day has worked out.

The bambina heard a rumor this evening about a kid planning to take a gun to the middle school tomorrow, and a short time later, the school district announced that both the middle school and high school were closed. Highly likely the kid is a victim here; I hope things turn out okay for them.

Watched Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse with Meghan and the kids, after the bambina watched it for English class. We all loved it (again in the bambina’s case).

This afternoon’s kitchen victory: one quart of vanilla extract.

Walked up to get the brake-challenged car from the shop: about 13k steps, 7½ miles, 2¼ hours.

Today’s kitchen victory: Thanksgiving dinner was only an hour late to the table. Everybody brought good food and had a good time.

I’m in the kitchen, chopping carrots and watching the bread dough rise and listening to Meddle; the dude and Billie are in the living room, animatedly talking politics.

Played Magic with my brother and his son on Saturday evening.

Wrote my own UTF-8 decoder, for secret stupid reasons.