Wow, what a weekend. I wrote my little heart out. It’s been a long time since I wrote for such long hours. I did not finish the manuscript, but I can see the end coming. 4,000 more words ought to do it.
I brewed a pot of Minted Monkey, but I forgot about it steeping (there’s a pattern here. I did the same thing this morning!) It steeped for 15 freaking minutes, and still tasted pretty good. Not one bit bitter. Just a little strong. That’s the sign of a darned good tea! I drank the entire pot and was going to re-steep when my brother called and I knocked the infuser over onto the dirty kitchen floor. Grr. Oh well, I guess I’ve probably had enough caffeine anyway.