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"Love is spontaneous...but it has to be maintained by discipline." - Oswald Chambers from My Utmost for His Highest

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A strawberry muffin, business suits, and my caffiene headache

If you're reading the title of this posting with a puzzled look...GOOD, that's what I'm going for! This entry is going to be a collection of thoughts I've been wrestling with today...enjoy!

So allow me to explain, there are very few things that I like as much as strawberry muffins. I recently (with in the past 2 monthes) have discovered this amazing manna. Okay, on the outside these magnicent creations are the actual color pink. No, I'm serious, pink is one of the more pleasant colors to me...so I know pink and it's various shades. And this muffin is definately, beyond a shadow of a doubt, pink! So getting back to the flavor...what can I say? Have you ever tasted Heaven? Me either. But if the flavor is anything like a strawberry muffin, well we're in for an even bigger treat than we thought! Okay, okay, so that might have been a bit exagerated, but you get the point of how ridiculously good these pink muffins are. We supply them at the coffee shop were I work. My manager only orders them once it starts to get hot outside...coincidence, I think not. She knows that when people come in the shop from a hot, dreary day outside, they need a pick-me up. I couldn't think of a better device than a strawberry muffin to facilate this longing of refreshment.

Back to the task at hand. Business suits. Right across the hall way from my coffee shop is a men's wear place. Day in and day out, dude after dude go in there looking for custom tailored suits. What is the purpose of business suits? Okay, so let me set the scene a bit, I work at a coffee shop, a locally owned and operated one at that...we don't wear business attair. Or even come close. Thank God. I personally find polyester a bit itchy and uncomfortable. Honestly, just from an outsiders/womanly stand point, business suits make everyone look the same. Is that what "the man's" going for? I think it's also interesting that men wear different colored ties? As if that makes any difference, you're still wearing a suit and you can't escape the uniformity of it. Whether your tie is fushia or gray...it's still a tie. Not to sound negative...which I've already achieved. I suppose I understand the corporate world wanting the representers of individual companies to look "nice." I just don't understand when looking "nice" was transformed into being dressed in tight, for the most part uncomfortable, suit and tie. But I guess it's not up to me to decide.

Has anyone ever been addicted to anything? You don't have to raise your hand or answer outloud, unless you'd like. It's more of a rhetorical question. Well I unfortunately am addicted to the what I like to refer to as " energy juice" a.k.a caffiene, specifically in the form of coffee. I'm not talking about caffiene pills here. Not like on Saved by the Bell when Jesse was addicted to pills to help her stay awake so she could maintain her "A" average and still dance and sing with Lisa and Kelly. Oh no, it's not to that extent. I'm not going to cry about it on my friend Zack's shoulder while sing "I'm so excited, I'm so excited, I'm so, so, SCARED." (Just had to add that in there for all my fellow S.B.T.B. watchers! You still remember that scene...I know you do...I cried a little bit the first time I watched it, poor Jesse Spano.) As fun as flashing back is, I'm not done telling my side of caffiene addiction. Okay, so I went to bed last night with a throbing headache. For those how can't visualize that well, think of everytime your heart beats a shooting pain bursts all up in your skull. Yah, it was intense alright. I took a benadryl and went to sleep, only to wake up before my alarm clock to the same vicious headache! By this time, I was really frustrated with this little nusense, so I took an ibufrophen...that should do it! And it did! It wiped out my headache until right before I left for work...but even then only a shell of the enormously painful headache came back. However, upon my arrival at work and the first sip of coffee for the day...my headache vanished completely! Ah ha! I found that source of my agony...coffee, my crutch! Aaa well, I guess things could be worse.

What is attitude?

Attitude-a complex mental state involving beliefs and feelings and values and dispositions to act in certain ways.

Chew on that!

My Coffee Experience

Today is Tuesday and yesterday was of course Monday. Well recently (within the last half week), my body has not been getting enough caffeine. Actually, the truth is, I've been getting plenty of caffeine but I've been plagued with fatigue! I'm a bit in denial. The thing is about a month ago I was existing off of black tea and only a few glasses at that. For whatever reason I didn't need too much substance to get through the day. This has NOT been the case recently. Take yesterday for instance, I worked at my coffeeshop job. I consumed about 2 cups of coffee, in the middle of the afternoon might I add, and by 6 o'clock I dozed off in my recliner while watching "Take Home Chef" on TLC (I LOVE THAT SHOW!) Then yesterday night, I went to visit my boyfriend, Matty, and help him pick out a picture frame for this amazing print from Key West that he acquired from his parents. Anyhow, last night while getting some soup for dinner from my favorite restaurant, I also got a small drip coffee. At this particular restaurant, I typically get the "dark and vibrant" roast, because let's face it, I like to be exotic and with a description of coffee like that, who wouldn't want to drink it?! So as I prepared to indulge myself in this spendid coffee, my nostrils were filled with the aroma of, NOT the dark and vibrant, no, the hazelnut flavored blend! I, at first, was puzzled and I thought to myself " Perhaps they've changed the dark roast to something with a more floral scent, if you will" but upon tasting the coffee, I knew my greatest fears had come true....they mixed up the coffees! NOOOO!!!! Okay, okay, it wasn't all that dramatic, but regardless, when I obtained my coffee I expected to drink my usual, constant, dark and vibrant, but instead got a flavored, less flamboignant roast. There as I drove to Matty's apartment, drinking the coffee out of complete spite, I realized that life is a bit like that at times. We buy something that we know we love, or we do something that we love, but sometimes find ourselves disappointed by a change in our routine. Because they had mixed up the coffee I found myself momentarily disgusted by the restaurant all together. Take friendships for instance, or maybe even a dating relationship, you get to know a person and hang out with them day in and day out for months, years on end. You think that you know everything there is to know about the person (or the coffee for analogy purposes) and then one day, inevitably, they mess up or change. Something that was so constant and stable gets shifted or altered. They say something slightly mean or act out in a moment of frustration, or disagree with something where they would have normally agreed, and you're left feeling completely abandoned and let down. In times like these, I find myself forced to reevaluate my priorities. Instead of putting some much worth in the dark and vibrant coffee, I should have just appreciated the experience of drinking it. What if we approached every relationship in our lives with a similar attitude? Instead of finding a false comfort in the availability and actions of a person, we find purpose and intention in just loving and spending valuable time with them? Not for what WE can get from the relationship, but perhaps what we can give. Forgiveness is a very powerful thing and even as I type that word, I cringe inside over the memory upon memory of times when I've held back forgiveness and clung to a grung out of fear of me being embarrassed (how vain!). That's just a ridiculous thought isn't it? Getting back to my coffee mix-up, I'm actually sitting at that very restaurant that performed the despicable mishap just yesterday, writing this blog! I say, in all aspects of your life, choose forgiveness and move on with the relationship! There's a wonderful quote from Garden State that I like to think of from time to time when I find myself caught up in taking life too seriously..."You better learn how to make fun of yourself, because if you don't , life's going to be a lot longer than you want it to be." So I leave you with that today! Enjoy the day and most of all, enjoy living it!