Making Toasts

I don't know what's scarier...having no ability to write toasts for a promised assignment or (gulp) discovering you might actually be good at it?

Not that I'm saying the toasts I came up with for the editor are good.  First of all, they all rhyme.  Every last one and I came up with about 6.  Even when I tried to sit down and write a sentence that didn't rhyme it would end up that way.  I'm not sure what this says about me.

They're all sort of cutesy rhymes too.  Who knew there was a Hallmark Tender Moments persona lurking deep inside me? (Get out!  Get out!)

But at least I have something to turn in.  The real nightmare would begin if they--God forbid--hired me for the job, eh?  Wouldn't that be a hoot?  At the very least I'd get loads of "I'm ripping my hair out" blogging material from it.