a fairy tale by my boy

the stories he writes about me aren't half so lovely. he thinks i am a chaos fairy.

hot fried rice

i decided i wanted to have fried rice, so i got up to make some as, birthday or not, i'm still allergic to soy and can't just order some.

at one point, i asked boy to find the crushed red pepper flakes and sprinkle a tiny bit it. he opened the wrong side of the shaker and dumped in a couple tablespoons.

i should have just pulled the carrots and cabbage out of the fridge, dumped the skillet, and started again. instead, i scooped most of the pepper out, deeming the remaining teaspoon or so "perfectly fine". this is a small skillet, mind... i finished cooking everything.

i had a sore throat. i'm not sure i do anymore. it's rather numb. o_O

i can almost taste the fried rice. i think it's pretty good, under the fire.

Tea house!

I've decided to go down to Twisted Branch tonight and have a chai milkshake and some tea for my birthday. If they have the Hungarian lady's pastries, I might have one of those, too. Maybe.

We'll be getting there around 6:30. Boy's going to have lentils, so we'll be there for awhile. If anyone would like to join us for tea/dessert/dinnner, please feel free! You can let me know or just show up. :)