It's a chai kind of a day...a poem from me, and a post about mmmcupcakesmmm from Skeddy. Oh and a song, too!
Spanish Chai
In a scarf wrapped fall evening
she walks slowly to the next plaza
letting her nose freeze in anticipation.
Through swinging cafe doors
she stumbles over familiar foreign words
ordering a mug of chai, extra hot.
Steaming, warming, filling,
she closes her eyes and sighs,
tasting home with every sip.
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Sigh. I've got 10 cupcakes in my fridge right now. Wish we didn't live forty-two thousand miles apart. I know exactly what we'd be doing this morning. **
I feel like having some coffee..............
I won't finish.. you know the rest of the inside joke ;)
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