December 9th, 2009
I held this up to Dave and said "smell it!"* His expression was worth more than 1000 words. I should put a little red hat on it and call it Mr. Hankey, the Incense Poo.
I hope everything's ground small enough - the sifter let through some awfully large chunks of spikenard, and by then I was so sick of trying to get this shitty coffee grinder to give me actual powder I just shrugged and went with it.
It smells amazing - like snickerdoodles, which is not what I was going for, but whatever, "essence of snickerdoodle" would make a good X-mas gift - but whether it'll smell like anything more than vaguely spicy smoke once they're done remains to be seen. (Well, whether they'll actually burn remains to be seen. I was guessing pretty wildly with how much laha to add.)
*Spoiler! Not actually poo!
Oh, and thank you for the snowflake cookies, guys! ♥ I was going to spam a whole bunch of people with them but I didn't realize there was a time limit. :<
And as LJ is up to notification-eating shenanigans again, please note that if you've commented with something you really want me to see, you might have to email me and point me at it. I think I'm getting all my notifications, just hours and hours after the comment originally gets posted - but I'm not sure.
(Srsly LJ, paid account here, GIVE ME MY NOTIFICATIONS.)
And as LJ is up to notification-eating shenanigans again, please note that if you've commented with something you really want me to see, you might have to email me and point me at it. I think I'm getting all my notifications, just hours and hours after the comment originally gets posted - but I'm not sure.
(Srsly LJ, paid account here, GIVE ME MY NOTIFICATIONS.)