1405 Tasting Notes
Ooof. This weekend involved an emergency move of a friend, no joke in the rain, three people, an entire house, none of it packed.
I was furious. She’s is stress, but she should have been packed! She should have hired movers! I am getting too old for this.
So this weekend was bonkers. I know I drank tea, but cannot remember what, which tells you something about how tired I was.
But today it is cold and rainy, and so I had a “cooler” tea without any seasonal guilt.
I love this, but maybe next October I’ll get a little less. Heh.
Its been a long week. Thank goodness it is Friday.
So, then its time for a beloved tea. Ever have one of those days, when its time to just pull out one of the favorites? This is one.
This is wonderful. I say that every time but I don’t seem to be losing any enthusiasm for it.
Yum. Ok, Friday, lets do this.
Its going to be close to 90 degrees today. Booo! Its March, that’s absurd! In all ways absurd!
Ugh, I hate summer (especially when its supposed to be spring). I’ve never done well in the heat, I burn like paper, and its too hot for tea! Aaaah!
So a “warm weather” blend, which is to say a tea that I feel is more appropriate for warm weather than cold weather, which is fruitier blends, and florals.
Today things call for strawberry, cream and roses. Yum.
Ooof. Work this morning was a bit of a disaster. We had a fill, who ran too long, didn’t even get to the subject, and was generally a mess.
Ugh. At least I’m done.
How am I drinking this down so fast? How are all my Butiki blends all vanishing like that? Argh!
This was a lovely blend to have tried, I liked it a bunch. I’m sad I’ll not have anymore!
If you have heard a rhythmic thumping noise, thats me banging my head into my desk. Friends, its been a day.
Boyfriend has the flu, and is still trying to train for a pentathalon (banished to bed), parents are on vacation, so house and businesses need to be tended to, brother calls with relationship questions, best friend has broken up with her live in boyfriend and is now looking for another place to live and battle over custody of the cat, three coworkers are out, and scrambling to finish a large project has slain me. I am dead. RIP Rosehips.
When not melodramatically proclaiming my own death, I am rummaging through the hugeness of my tea cupboard for a soothing tea. Thats what this one is, nice, rich and creamy, soothing. Bingo. I need all the soothing I can get!