Oodles and oodles of thanks to
ruric and
karaokegal for giving me virtual sugar cookies! What a lovely surprise for an icky Monday morning. We've had cold rain 3 days out of 4 and I am tired of it!
ETA: And one from
strangevisitor7. I feel blessed y'all. (And baffled: I can't even *find* those cookies in the gift shop. ---?!)
missybrat has a horrible cold/brochial thing going on, and says she's crafting my Christmas gift while sitting on the sofa and hacking. That's okay, I'm sure it won't still be contagious in two weeks.
I'm still all warm-fuzzy-happy about my
xover_exchange fic Trumpets Sound, Walls Fall Down:
Part 1 Part 2. It flings a Heroes character into the Jericho post-nuke landscape, and has everything I love in a story: massive action-adventure, plenty of hurt-comfort and a generous ration of slashy subtext. What's not to love?!
There's also plenty of room for more discussion at
How do YOU spell pr0n...? I'm warm and dry and healthy and I have friends who love me. Life is good!