When I woke up this morning my throat felt like I’d been swallowing broken glass all night. It’s a good thing writing is a silent occupation. Actually, I may end up grabbing a book, a blanket, and a cup of tea. It finally feels like autumn here today, so maybe I’ll brew up some Masala chai. Fever burns up calories, right?
I roasted corn on the cob yesterday and my house still smells sweet and toasty. I should do that more often, since my husband is sensitive to most scented candles. If I make chai, I’ll be adding cinnamon, ginger, allspice, cardamom, and clove scents. Looks like my house will smell good today.
I’m serving cake today because I missed my blog’s second birthday, which was this past Wednesday. My birthday is this month too, but I’ve decided to ignore that for the next twenty years. Blog birthdays will suffice. I’ll try not to let my blog’s “terrible twos” show through too often this next year.
Sorry, that’s all I have to say today. Grab a piece of cake and go read a better blog.
Cake photo credit: Monica Buck
Linda Cassidy Lewis 
Well, then if we’re ignoring the birthday day itself, Happy October.
That way you can celebrate every day of the month. [seems reasonable to me-especially if there’s cake]
Sorry you’re under the weather. *beams you unicorns and sunshine*
PS-*heads up* Don’t read my latest flash. It’s full of skeletons. I know you don’t like skeletons in the same way that I don’t like slugs *shudder* they just give me the willies.
Feel better asap!
:0)
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Yeah, Happy October works. 🙂 Thank you for the well wishes. How sweet of you to remember my skeleton phobia, but you know I’ll read your flash anyway. (Did you know there’s not a word for that fear?)
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Linda,
First of all, I hope you’re feeling better by now (I’m a few days behind on comments). Second, Happy Blog Birthday! I’ll take that cake – oh my – and a cup of chai.
Glad you’re still out here sharing your thoughts on writing and life 🙂
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Thanks, Christi. I am feeling better, still some sore throat, but not bad.
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