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mmmm... red wine ♥So, copilot and I went to Clarendon tonight for a bit of wandering and then supper. We have only been there once or twice before, a while back. Tonight after we parked, we were walking around and we saw a Crate & Barrel, Container Store, La Tasca Tapas Restaurant, and a Best Cellars (wine store). I kept making audible sighs/quiet squeals and finally copilot turned to me and said:Should I just pick you up tomorrow, then?Hahahaha, yeah, pretty much.Turns out, tapas are definitely better when shared with someone you adore, and when served by a beautiful spanish man called Miguel.Also, we bought six bottles of wine at Best Cellars. I've just opened one. Anyone want some? *pours*♥ *love*So, who's online?

for fitzette, because sometimes things suck in mass quantities and all at once...Forgetting the MilkSeamus/Dean, 100 wordsIt wasn't enough that he forgot the milk.No, it's more that in the process of forgetting the milk, Seamus managed to hit his head, break his wand, then actually set fire to the sofa. As the crackling flames taunted him, Seamus stood frozen in horror. The icy-shock of failure coated him from within and he thought: This is my life?After several (hundred?) deep breaths, strong arms surrounded his waist and warm lips nuzzled electric tingles (and rather clever profanity) under his ear. Seamus laughed, then turned to kiss Dean full on the mouth, thinking:This is my life.::♥ *much love* ♥

I forgot to link this last week!read the story:on LJ | on TQPAlso, last week, I posted Seamus/Dean fic for the flist_a_fest:Facepaint [Seamus/Dean, ~2200 words, pg13] Yay for writing!In RL news, I've been taking a five session writing class about running a Writing Workshop in First Grade. Those of you that know me know that I teach writing through a Writing Workshop, but have forever wanted other teachers with whom to talk about teaching writing with 6 year olds. It's a much less obvious and systematic type of teaching than many other subjects and something that's so interesting to think about.Anyway, we've had two sessions of class and I'm just loving it. We're a very eclectic group -- from first year teachers to twenty year veterans and all in various states of mind related to teaching. It's neat, because it's like our own little Writing Workshop-Workshop. So, for class this week, I was done with my homework two days after last week's class. Tonight I got home about an hour ago and I've already done three quarters of my reading for next class.I feel like Hermione. ♥ It's kind of awesome.So, how are you all? *loves*