Beans for chili on the stove, tea water on and I am happy for the day. Traffic on the way home from the match was utterly yuppie at the exit for Salem. Witches! Witches! Abigail Faulkner, my great-(add many greats here) grandmother, found guilty of witchcraft. Erased from public record, "dead" to the public, but not put to death since she was pregnant.