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This week's third batch of pickles is in the kettle processing, since I read that there actually is a reason to boil the closed jars, despite what my (considerably aged) Fannie Farmer thinks. The other batches are unsafe! But not so unsafe that I'm bothered; I'm pretty sure I would notice if I opened them and they had mold or yeast growing in there.

I guess I should do math today, and show up at Maria's birthday dinner like I told her I would. It's tempting just to watch TV, listen to the radio, and do CRAFTS! On the other hand, it's kind of tempting to do math, since yesterday I learned something all by myself and that was so very exciting.

I don't have a TV or a radio. Just the internet. Huh. Wait, no, I do have a radio. But I don't listen to it.

I hope this version of dill pickles is more likable to me than the last version...