Little known fact–you heard it here. If a person decorates a tree and stands back to admire it and another person comes in and looks at it and laughs, if the first person says, “[insert name of grandchild] helped me decorate it,” right away he–I mean the second person–is all, “Awwwwwww….”
This is my Christmas tree this year. I bought it at the Salvation Army because I couldn’t find one anywhere else. It even came with some of its decorations already on. That massively out-of-proportion bird at the bottom, for example, which I love. I think maybe it’s supposed to be a partridge, but I could be wrong.
Which reminds me: I’m trying to make a pickle ornament for this tree. I’m taking pictures as I go, but I have to admit that it doesn’t look much like a pickle. It looks like SOMETHING, but a pickle isn’t it. Tara knows what I’m talking about.
Meanwhile, I have a cold. If you want to know what I look like, go to Google images and type in “Blair Witch Project” and snot. You know the shot I mean.
I made myself a tisane (“tea” not made with tea leaves). It tasted good, but I waited too long to make it. If I drink some when I first get the sniffles, it’s usually efficacious, but I thought the sniffles were an allergic reaction to the wood we’re burning. They weren’t.
- cinnamon stick
- lump of ginger
- orange peel
Bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer for 20 minutes. Strain out the stuff. Oh, you can put cloves in, too. And bourbon.
WRITING PROMPT: What old family cure does your main character use for a cold?