Tuesday, December 15 “This,” Molly said, sipping her cup of tea as she gazed at the magnificent Christmas tree, now fully decorated, that they had been working on all afternoon, “is pretty much the perfect day.” And it’s hardly over, Schrodinger agreed. He’d dragged his cat bed under the branches of the tree and was …
Monday, December 14 Molly, it’s really snowing! Schrodinger danced in the softly-falling flakes, the bells on his Christmas collar jingling in the night air. Molly laughed as she turned from locking the front door of CrossWinds Books. “Well, Pavel did say he had a very good tip that it was going to be a lovely …
Sunday, December 13 Molly paused at the top of the stairs and let the music wash over her. Once again, Father Christopher had brought his choir to CrossWinds Books for the annual Christmas Concert, and once again, the lovely Mareesh girl Starsha was the centerpiece. As Molly stepped into the room (moving carefully, since the …
Saturday, December 12 “You know, pacing around my office is not going to make time go any faster,” Drew said, as Pavel made yet another circuit around the small room. “And you’re driving me nuts.” “I’m sorry.” Pavel flopped gracelessly into the chair opposite Drew’s desk. “I just…I haven’t really seen her in years, except …
Friday, December 11 “Oh no!” Both Aunt Margie and Father Christopher, who had been discussing the set up for the carol sing on Sunday, turned to Molly, who was staring at the message that had just popped up on her phone, dismay written large on her face. “What’s wrong?” Aunt Margie asked, hurrying to her …
Thursday, December 10 What are you doing? Schrodinger asked, coming into the kitchen. “Writing out the Christmas cards I bought last month.” Molly got up and shook her head. “Or I would be, if I could remember where I put them.” She sighed. “I swear, I’m losing my mind.” I can help look, Schrodinger told …
Wednesday, December 9 “Peppermint? Are you making candy canes again?” Aunt Margie wandered into the kitchen, smelling the air appreciatively. “No, but I could, if you wanted me to,” Molly said, getting a mug of tea for her aunt and gesturing to one of the stools. “Then what am I smelling?” “Peppermint tea cakes for …
Sorry for the delay, folks. I meant to have everything up in advance, and life got in the way. But I have time today to post everything, so there shouldn’t be any more delays! With that in mind…. *** Tuesday, December 8 Molly was sitting at her kitchen table, cradling a cup of hot chai …
Just to remind you, if you love tea as much as Molly and Schrodinger do, you can buy their favorite teas at Adagio Teas! Molly’s Christmas Blend Schrodinger’s Earl Grey The Snow Queen’s Blend For the tea lover in your life! And since it’s official that I’ll be at ConCarolinas 2016 (just got my invite …
Monday, December 7 Molly! Molly! Schrodinger came bounding up the stairs to the second floor, calling for her at the top of his mental lungs. He was so agitated that he actually meowed as well, something he almost never did. Behind him was the tall, lanky form of Mr. Strange, and the first mate’s face …
