Shake, Rattle and Creak…

This is a blog quickie. I’m putting the last spit & polish on a book proposal. Yay! Here’s something for you to play with. I’ve been playing with this for a couple of months now.

Free Rice

Yeah. Shake, rattle & creak is exactly what I woke up to in the wee smalls. Never mind the trees, that was my house! It’s a double socks AND hoodie day. It’s not really that cold, but we’ve got some badass gusting winds out there, and all I can think about is hot, white sand and little drinks with umbrellas. Ovaltine just isn’t cutting it. -7c/19F… Folks from Montana or Alberta are laughing themselves silly about now, I’m sure. We’re in a wind warning, as in step away from that glass high rise; a blowing snow warning, as in put down that cell phone and git your eyes on the road. I’m not feeling the love from Mama Nature.

Break’s over.

Elen