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A warm and bubbly cauldron welcome to @AmyCaldwell80, fellow writer and newest subscriber to our shenanigans around here!

And while we’re at it, since it’s Friday, hot buttered rums all around! WOOT! Here’s a recipe for yum:

1/4 stick unsalted butter, softened

1/2 cup light brown sugar

1/2 tsp cinnamon

1/4 tsp. nutmeg

1/8 tsp. cloves

1 good shake of salt

a bottle of DARK rum

and water in the tea kettle

Directions:

Do Ahead:

1. Combine the butter and brown sugar thoroughly; add cinnamon, nutmeg, cloves and salt, stir to blend, and set in the refrigerator to firm up (about an hour or two)

Then, when you’re ready to drink up:

2. Set the tea kettle to boil. Put two tablespoons of the butter mixture into a cup and add about 3 ounces of rum.

3. Pour boiling water to fill cup; stir. Drinkies!

This will serve two or three people – unless you eat the butter mixture straight from the bowl with a spoon. Don’t do that, it’s really bad for you. But you are actually not going to be able to stop yourself if you lick your fingers at any point in the making of this cocky-tail, because it’s so. Damned. Good. ;op

In My Head: Dammit, why did I share that recipe right off? Because now I really want one, and I have to go to work first! Sigggghhhhhh….

In My Cup: Seattle’s Best #3 with a splash of almond milk

Currently playing: the squeaks and whistles and whooshes of the radiator. I know it’s so passe and inefficient, but I just love radiator heat. Love, love, love. #ILoveOldHouses!

Daily Run: No run – fighting off something icky and bronchial now.

On the Desk: Mighty Knights and 1800 Days

On the Nightstand: “Fiddler” script

Papers graded: 2 of 60. It’s a long, slow road….

For those who may have missed the announcement due to blackouts, cyber protest, daily life & etc., I have put out a preliminary call for beta readers for The Mighty Knights. See this post for details and let me know if you are interested!

So – yesterday morning I woke up, went downstairs, started the coffee, and shouted at Thomas Malory to get off the countertop (that’s the end of the cat’s part of the story, Jules!). Only, instead of shouting, here’s what came out:

Did you get that? Let me say it one more time:

*cricket*   *cricket*   *cricket*

Yup – no voice. Total laryngitis. Which basically meant I was a worthless being yesterday – I couldn’t teach, I couldn’t parent, I couldn’t even phone in a pizza or hit the drive through on our way to play practice last night (And YES, we went even though I couldn’t fully participate because that is how you show support and commitment to both the project and your fellow thespians). And all that sudden silence in a life that is usually filled with speech got me to thinking about voice, and agency, and reminded me all over again how important communication is, and how much we take for granted our ability to speak up, to tell others what we need and want and think and hope. It was my physical reminder that SOPA and PIPA and all other such acts must be blocked.

On the other hand, I enjoyed having a whole day to myself in blissful, monk-like silence, punctuated only by fierce coughing that left my throat raw and ragged. Any guesses where the laryngitis came from?

Alas, this morning, I still can’t talk. Fortunately, my classes are in the library on Fridays for research, so I can actually go in and supervise them there. And even get some papers graded!

And also, at least I can still type.

What’s your #JustOneMore story today? This morning, while I was waiting for my coffee to brew and making the girls’ lunches, I did #JustOneMore thing by clearing the clutter off the counters and wiping them down. And yesterday, I registered with #JustOneMore writer’s site on the Internet and wrote #JustOneMore page on the WIP. And even though I spent the rest of the day asleep, I felt like I accomplished something – so, it was a win!

Let’s celebrate with a little hot buttered rum, shall we? :o )

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