As I type this, the dog is lying on the floor next to the couch. She stinks. Literally. If ever there was a dog in desperate need of a bath, it’s this one. Also, as I type this, my hair is in foils. The last of the pink hair dye is on my head right now. I’m using it up and that will be the end of the pink hair. It was fun, but once this fades, I’m done with it. Mostly because I’m clumsy, should never be allowed to dye my hair by myself, and am very tired of scrubbing pink hair dye out of the counter tops and sink.

The reason I am rambling on for no reason is because I don’t have an actual, real, honest-to-goodness thing to talk about today. I did, but it was an epic failure.

So you know that thing I do, that thing that makes me clean things all the time? (Even if you don’t know, pretend.) It took awhile, but my attention finally landed on the cupboard where I keep the tea. I have green tea. Peppermint. Ginger. Smoked black tea. Loose leaf black tea. Scottish breakfast. That is far too much tea for only one person, particularly as all that tea takes up a hell of a lot of cabinet space. In my quest to use up tea, I turned to Google to see if black tea concentrates are a thing. As it turns out, they are.

I intended to post a recipe today for a lovely spiced black tea concentrate. You store it in the fridge, can drink it hot or cold. You just add some milk. What I ended up with was a tea so strong I think it peeled the enamel from my teeth.

This was not one of those ooh that tea is strong moments. No. This was a take a sip, make a terrible face and swallow the tea against all better judgement moments.

I may attempt the recipe again but the memory of what that tasted like is still too strong to even think about making it any time soon.

All of this is my way of saying that December is not my month. It is dull, even when it’s hectic.

I have to go wash pink dye out of my hair. Wish me luck.

See you later!

2 thoughts on “December Doldrums”

  1. Hope your hair turned out as you pictured it and the memories of horribly strong tea fade.

    Merry Christmas!

    1. The hair turned out as expected, but for some reason I was Miss Fumble Fingers when washing the dye out. The bathroom was covered in pink.

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