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So, I haz cold. This is all [livejournal.com profile] frith_in_thorns fault, nyah. Since, unlike hers, it has not yet evolved into Dethflu, I am counting my blessings.

The one thing that is very nice about illness, however, is my recently-evolved tradition (i.e. since I went to university and did not have to worry about my parents Judging my terrible life choices) of Spontaneous Hot Toddies. Growing up, honey and lemon, drunk as hot as you can physically bear, was the sore throat remedy of choice and household mandate. (Frith claims that sweetened hot milk was hers, but that seems a really wrong and strange practice to me. What traditional illness recipes did you all grow up with?) When I was ill and bored in Second Year, I started to ... modify the honey and lemon slightly. At first I started by trying to make actual proper toddies, but I was a housebound/poor/any student and my ingredients were limited. So!

Soon, variation became the fun of it - the recipe I generally go by now is:
Strongest alcohol on hand + most tasty alcohol on hand + fruit juice, or other citrus-based soft drink + spices. Microwave, and then breathe in the alcohol fumes to clear your nasal passages. (I DID make mention above of my terrible life choices, ne?)

It is always different, which is the fun of it. However, last night I made what I feel to be the ultimate version, and going entirely against the spirit of Surprising Toddies, I am going to record my formula for posterity.
*Dram (probably a shot and a half) of rum.
*Decent splash of ginger wine
*Shot or so of lemon juice, plus a splash of weird artificial tropical squash
*Spices - cloves, cinnamon, nutmeg. Chopped ginger.
*Oregano, splash of Worcester sauce, a few chilli flakes.
*Honey
Heat, stir and serve.

You, dear reader, are probably judging this combination HARD right now, I would imagine. But it was really, really good!
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So, last week [livejournal.com profile] frith_in_thorns and I were in between episodes of BSG (BEST SHOW EVERYONE SEE IT)...
Frith: Can I ask you what may be a silly question?
Frith: Are we in a relationship?
Me: Um. I don’t know. Probably?
Frith: Because I’ve been wondering for a while if we are or not.
Me: Yeah, same. Are we?

Upshot is, as of then, we actually ‘properly’ are. Which announcement has been greeted alternately with hysterical laughter (Z. – at least, I assume she laughed hysterically, capslock FINALLY was her actual response) and confusion (TolkSoc, various) on the assumption that we’d been dating this last year or so.
So! There’s your memo.

We went to The Mechanisms ‘Steampunk Soiree’ on Saturday, where that band of immortal space pirates debuted their latest show Ulysses Dies At Dawn. I am going to do a proper write-up of the gig tomorrow, because the Mechs are awesome and everyone should see them and be transported with rapture and give them money. They exceeded their initial Indiegogo fundraiser for this album ridiculously quickly after the show. Which is awesome.

I would, in addition, post a picture of my nails, which were gorgeous and lovely and painted in alternating shades of sparkly sea-blue and matt pink. I have been meaning to do this all week. But alas, I unthinking painted over them with slightly-less-interesting purple not fifteen minutes ago. You will all just have to imagine their awesome beauty instead. (Frith chose the polishes, gauging my taste with the criteria: What would appeal to a seven-year-old? Since she chose impeccably, I can’t object too much at being maligned.)

(The 'awesome things' tag refers to Frith and not my nails. She is mocking me in the background as I type this.)

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