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Tea and Sword Fighting

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I got a box of books and tea in the mail the other day from my friend, Anna. One of the teas was a box of Numi flowering tea. These cool little dried blobs open up and “flower” as they steep.  It was a little sampler package with four different varieties of tea. I think the one I’m drinking now is the regular black tea. I’m not sure because the individual packages aren’t labeled. The box says the flowers can be steeped several times, I’m on the second steeping of this one and I’m very pleased with how smooth the tea is with this second steeping. It doesn’t need any sugar to get rid of that back of the throat constriction I get with most unsweetened black tea.

Tuesday night, my best friend and I headed up to her mentor’s house to begin our training in sword fighting. We decided to go with actual combat training which means the first thing we learn is footwork. And we won’t do anything except footwork until we’ve perfected it. Yes, I’m perfectly aware of the fact that I just mentioned the other day how I wasn’t going to take my time and perfect one step before moving on to the next in regards to juggling. Yep. The Universe does enjoy its jokes.

So, for fifteen minutes every day I have to practice my footwork. It doesn’t sound like much, but because of the stance, boy is it one hell of a leg workout. And I’ve been doing it while holding two-pound dumbbells in my hands which gives me the arm workout as well. It’s really driving home how completely out of shape I am.

I also need to give a shout-out to my friend October Weeks who just sold a short story to Musa Publishing! Congrats, October!!

I Haz Teh Dumb…

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I’m blogging about tea over on Black Ink, White Paper today. It seems like I’m in wonderful company over there because they all seem to love tea as much as I do! :D

Today is day four of NanoWriMo and I’m struggling a bit today. I’ve been so undisciplined lately about actually sitting my butt in the chair and writing to a quota that my brain is rebelling. It doesn’t want to work. It doesn’t want to concentrate on getting words written. No lie, it would rather pay bills and balance the checkbook which is several weeks out of date than write today.

It doesn’t even want to write this blog post. It wants to go make another cup of tea and maybe bake some brownies. It keeps whispering that there’s laundry to be done and dishes to be washed. It’s reminding me of my desire to get the woodwork in my office stripped before Christmas. And I’ve just started playing DragonAge: Origins and it’s starting to really get fun…Or how about a nice bubble bath? That would really relax me and maybe help the words come. Right?

Ugh… started this blog post over three hours ago… I think I’m just going to call today a wash and hope I can make up the words throughout the rest of the month because I can’t brain today, I have the dumb.