later that same day...

yes, i know. you're still waiting to hear about the reading. and i am going to write about it. i swear i am.

despite wanting to sit down and pour everything out in a long blog entry, i instead spent much of today debriefing various folks who weren't there, and running errands and such.

and then i took a much-needed nap late in the afternoon.

so, the entry is still on deck. i want to do it justice, and i haven't yet figured out what i want to say. everything is still marinating in my brain. thoughts are still percolating. i'm still exhaling.

but i'm also still smiling. because the warm embers of last night's magic are still glowing inside me.

i will drop this one morsel in your laps, though. it's a lesson i learned before the reading even began: if you're going to use a crock pot to reheat and then serve a giant vat of chili that's been in the fridge overnight... don't. use the stove. because there's nothing quite like the bottoming out one's stomach does when a guest scoops out a big ladle's worth of chili that hasn't spent quite enough time being crocked, pours it into a bowl, takes a hearty spoonful and then turns to you to say, "um... did you know this is cold?"

good times.