The scab is a bit itchy and I can’t scratch it lest I begin to bleed again, and I hope it’s at least tolerably reduced by tonight because the official Prom meeting is tonight.

So I ought to at least try to look like I haven’t lost an argument with a bear.

Gotten a lot done in the kitchen despite being disrupted. The grass is greening and the crocuises are blooming and it’s supposed to snow today. Sheesh.