Why am I awake so early on a Saturday morning? …yawn…
Because Tony & his best friend Deer Hunter Dan are going to Cabela’s.
It’s bow hunting season, & Dan decided his 20 year old bow needs to be replaced. I was gonna loll around in bed alone, but I figured I might as well get up, work on my nanowrimo novel for a couple hours, treat myself to brekkie, & then I have a client coming at 2:00 to plan a wedding.
So I’m sitting here, bleary eyed, yawning, with bed-head, and the final cup of this tea, Sil’s contribution to the BBBB. It’s bold, with an almost coffee-like bass note. It is also fairly astringent, & this morning I can almost hear a trumpet playing revely in the frozen campground of my mind. I can also feel the caffeine rising in my bloodstream. Sipdown! I’d like to get down to 200 teas by the end of the weekend.