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Wednesday, June 11, 2014

The One Where I Take You Out for Coffee

Don't worry, if you don't like coffee I will most definitely buy you a cup of tea. 


If I took you out for coffee, I'd order a grande Vanilla Iced Latte with extra vanilla, you'd order something trendy like Chai Tea or Passionfruit Lemonade, and we'd settle into a cozy little corner booth somewhere to talk. 

I'd tell you that the drink sizes at Starbucks always confuse me and that half the time I start to say medium when I should be saying grande which makes me feel super untrendy and awkward. Then you'd laugh because obviously you do the exact same thing. 

I'd tell you that lately I've been feeling very old. My baby cousin graduated high school this week and I just can't wrap my head around that. She'll be starting college this year and asked me for advice on juggling freshmen year---I'm pretty sure this firmly places me in the boring old person category. I vividly remember her as a tow-headed seven year old following me around with her blanket singing 'We'll have a dalmation plantation' at the top of her lungs. It's just not fair that she's been growing up while I've been gone. 

If I took you out for coffee, I'd tell you that I think my husband is actually a ginger even though he doesn't have red hair. You'd of course look at me perplexed and I'd explain that the man sun burns faster than Anne Shirley without a hat. Then I'd tell you that all week I've been applying and reapplying various lotions and salves with various degrees of success. I would be nice and skip over all the gross details of blisters and aloe allergies (yeah go figure that one) and crankiness but I would tell you, very vehemently, that I'm never ever letting him lay out in the sun again. Like, not ever. 

We'd talk about blogging of course and then we'd remember we completely forgot to instagram our coffee date which pretty much means that we never had a coffee date in the first place. #Gasp. So of course, we'd get back in line for more coffee and take ten dozen selfies before deciding on one that made both of us look purty and excluded any double chins.

Then I'd tell you that I am so incredibly glad we met for coffee because there's pretty much nothing like having a gal pal to have coffee with. Husbands just don't understand that Starbucks was pretty much made for long conversation and slowly sipped coffee. I'd ask you about your day, what's new and exciting in your life lately, your plans for the summer, and all the little things really good friends catch up on.

I'd mention that I have a Gilmore Girls marathon planned for tonight since the hubby is away and we'd decide to book end our coffee date with a good GG Marathon. I'm providing the popcorn and you're bringing the refreshments--yep we just completely agreed to ignore our diets for the day, but hey, that giant piece of marble pound cake we just ate kind of wrecked it anyway. It's going to be so fun and we're both so excited---aren't you glad I took you out for coffee today!! 

*If you don't like Gilmore Girls, I'm sorry. The movie choice is not nearly as negotiable as the whole coffee or tea thing.*

WHAT WOULD YOU TELL ME IF WE WERE ON A COFFEE DATE?



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Wednesday, June 11, 2014

The One Where I Take You Out for Coffee

Don't worry, if you don't like coffee I will most definitely buy you a cup of tea. 


If I took you out for coffee, I'd order a grande Vanilla Iced Latte with extra vanilla, you'd order something trendy like Chai Tea or Passionfruit Lemonade, and we'd settle into a cozy little corner booth somewhere to talk. 

I'd tell you that the drink sizes at Starbucks always confuse me and that half the time I start to say medium when I should be saying grande which makes me feel super untrendy and awkward. Then you'd laugh because obviously you do the exact same thing. 

I'd tell you that lately I've been feeling very old. My baby cousin graduated high school this week and I just can't wrap my head around that. She'll be starting college this year and asked me for advice on juggling freshmen year---I'm pretty sure this firmly places me in the boring old person category. I vividly remember her as a tow-headed seven year old following me around with her blanket singing 'We'll have a dalmation plantation' at the top of her lungs. It's just not fair that she's been growing up while I've been gone. 

If I took you out for coffee, I'd tell you that I think my husband is actually a ginger even though he doesn't have red hair. You'd of course look at me perplexed and I'd explain that the man sun burns faster than Anne Shirley without a hat. Then I'd tell you that all week I've been applying and reapplying various lotions and salves with various degrees of success. I would be nice and skip over all the gross details of blisters and aloe allergies (yeah go figure that one) and crankiness but I would tell you, very vehemently, that I'm never ever letting him lay out in the sun again. Like, not ever. 

We'd talk about blogging of course and then we'd remember we completely forgot to instagram our coffee date which pretty much means that we never had a coffee date in the first place. #Gasp. So of course, we'd get back in line for more coffee and take ten dozen selfies before deciding on one that made both of us look purty and excluded any double chins.

Then I'd tell you that I am so incredibly glad we met for coffee because there's pretty much nothing like having a gal pal to have coffee with. Husbands just don't understand that Starbucks was pretty much made for long conversation and slowly sipped coffee. I'd ask you about your day, what's new and exciting in your life lately, your plans for the summer, and all the little things really good friends catch up on.

I'd mention that I have a Gilmore Girls marathon planned for tonight since the hubby is away and we'd decide to book end our coffee date with a good GG Marathon. I'm providing the popcorn and you're bringing the refreshments--yep we just completely agreed to ignore our diets for the day, but hey, that giant piece of marble pound cake we just ate kind of wrecked it anyway. It's going to be so fun and we're both so excited---aren't you glad I took you out for coffee today!! 

*If you don't like Gilmore Girls, I'm sorry. The movie choice is not nearly as negotiable as the whole coffee or tea thing.*

WHAT WOULD YOU TELL ME IF WE WERE ON A COFFEE DATE?



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