I know that some of the things I seem to be thankful for might seem trivial, but I will say it now, my family, my friends...I love them all and I am grateful for them everyday. I cherish each one of them and I don't feel the need to blog about that every day. Over the course of my blogging life, I have mentioned them in one way or another, so there, that is today's disclaimer, because today's gratitude...well...I think I might get some eyerolls. Remember, I am blogging about being thankful in the moment.
I am grateful for coffee and tea. Growing up I was never one for either, I was a cocoa person to be honest and yes, I still partake in that little cup of heaven. In fact, when my dad was told he would have to start drinking decaf I said to him, "What's the point? It's like drinking near beer." Of course, as you all know, I got demoted to decaf too, though I do sneak a full or half-caf from time to time when extremely sleep deprived.
When I write, I love a glass of wine, sometimes a beer, but even if I have an adult beverage, I always come back to the tea if I am writing late at night. If I am out writing, I might have a tea or a coffee. It's hard to choose, it's just an in the moment preference thing. Sometimes I end up with both.
As you all know I am a Starbucks whore...a true disciple of the green logo. They make my coffee the way I like it and they blend it perfectly. I love my peppermint mocha's....hot or iced, weather be damned. It's a mood thing. When I don't want coffee I love the Refresh tea (mint!). So apparently I am a minty whore too. *makes a face* Such a terrible way to phrase that isn't it? But it is so true. I know what I like. Yes, I do drink other flavors of tea and coffee, but those are my favorite.
When I meet friend's at a café, it is a nice cup of coffee in those pretty large white mugs. Sometimes "adulting" can be so much fun. I remember SoCal before Starbucks, there was this cute little place on the corner in the college area. I forgot what it was called, the Couch or the Sofa, or maybe something completely independent of that thought, but it was awesome. They had the big white mugs with the saucers and people would study there, or meet friend's. It was just so relaxing.
Perhaps one of the reasons I want to go to Paris isn't just to visit Disneyland, but to sit at a corner café and just write my little heart out. I am sure I can do that anywhere in Europe. London would certainly be a stop on that journey...I always tells friend's if I go there, I might never come back....I might fall in love with the cities, or the countries and just stay. I think I would pick London, since I have friend's about forty miles outside of the city, but now I am getting off track. Sorry about that. Apparently I should have had some-caf today. *wink*
Dream life aside, Coffee and Tea are so much more than keeping one warm and toasty, or chilled and awake. It's about relaxing with people you are comfortable with, or its about getting to know someone without being drunk (because you're shy and might drink too much haha! Experience. Enough said). It's about being cozy. That cup, whether it contains tea or coffee, doesn't say what kind of person you are, it says "hi, I am here for you and we can weather anything."
Until Tomorrow...whatever your brand preference. Whether you like coffee and/or tea, or not...appreciate the cup of whatever that makes you feel you can conquer the day.
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