Classy Coffee Chicka

Even though we are in the end of April, the weather has not been cooperating very nicely. We have had more chilly, cloudy days than warm, sunny days. That, mixed in with the stress of school, has been leaving me a little caffeine-deprived. Around 3 o'clock, I am really jonesin' for a cup of joe, and not the slop that is in the teacher's lounge, I am talking about some good, quality coffee . . . like Dunkin Donuts! (Come on, you know that was coming.)

Yesterday, one of the teachers I work with bought coffee for us. Scrumptious Dunn Brother's coffee! It was awesome. I swear, when he brought in that glorious coffee carrier, I was looking at that delicious mocha like it was the holy grail. I downed it so fast that I got a little light headed. I realized that this new desire of afternoon coffee, has possibly given me the golden ticket to adulthood.

Growing up, when I saw grown ups drinking coffee in the morning, it was very normal. My mom has had a cup of coffee every morning for as long as I can remember. (My dad was more of a tea guy, just in case you were curious.) But, there was something classy about the grown ups drinking coffee in the afternoon. Whenever we went to my grandma's house, she always offered to make coffee for herself and my mom. They would sit in the kitchen or front room, sip their coffee and talk about grown up stuff. I thought it looked glorious. Even now, I feel awesome when I get my little Starbucks to tootle around Target.

Unfortunately, our school does not have a fantastic barista in the teacher's lounge, so for now, I have to settle with hand outs or waiting until I get home to brew up a batch myself. That is unless . . . you'd like to have a coffee date with me . . .

Rejected Ideas

Oh my goodness! It has been so long since I last wrote that I kind of feel like I need some training wheels to get back into the swing of things!

Quick re-cap of my life, (and subsequent reasons for my inexcusable absence) we went down for some Chi-town love, finished off the bathroom by putting in the porcelain throne and we celebrated Troy's 30th birthday. I have also been consumed with a humongo project that sucked up all my time and brain power, thus drying up my creative juices. In my defense, I have been thinking of blog topics . . . however to due my lack of energy, they were all, well . . . lame, and since I didn't want to disappoint my fantabulous fans, I was holding out for something interesting . . . but . . . it never came. I think my muse went on vacation and decided not to come back. What a jerk!

That was my problem. The harder I tried to think of a topic to blog about, the more lame-o ideas I had to sift through until I realized, that this was one of those times when your brain refuses to do what is expected of it. Like when you go on vacation and Dad says to use the bathroom before you go and you don't "hafta," but then 30 miles down the road your parents wonder if you should sit on a Target bag, due to you're whining because now you hafta! Or when someone introduces you as being funny to a perfect stranger and then the only topic of conversation you can think of to have with this new person is the most recent destructive tsunami and the negative effects of El Niño. (Actually, I did that to a couple of friends of mine once. I introduced them to each other as being super funny and then I swear I heard crickets. As a third party watching, the awkwardness was kind of amusing. My friends were uncomfortable as all get-out though.)

Anywho, just to let you know that I had not forgotten about you, here are a few of my rejected ideas, with commentary, of course:

Rejected Topic #1: How pregnant women and young mothers refer to time only in months. I always think it's funny, but I don't really have a reason why. So the entire blog would be something like, "Isn't funny how moms always refer to time in weeks . . . ?" LAME.

Rejected Topic #2: Something to do with the Kennedys. Troy and I just finished watching the series on Reels. But I realized that it wouldn't really be funny; it would be more like a recap which would be boring and slightly depressing.

Rejected Topic #3: Something to do with Mark Wahlberg . . . again . . . We just watched The Fighter which made me relive the best dream ever, when I told Marky-Mark that I was going to body slam him and then he challenged me to an arm wrestling match which I lost. I didn't really know what other angle to go with.

There you go. My lame-o topics that I have had to sort through and ultimately reject due to their lack of luster. Hopefully, this blog will get me back on the horse again and writing more ridiculous nonsense.