Although I try hard to look put together "Life" likes to remind me that I am never really in control.
Today I'm feeling creative so I choose a little animal print for my happy feet.
I grab my red because red loves some leopard.
Then I decide to head over to The Table to have a healthy breakfast before my scheduled hair appointment. I'm feeling adventurous and decide to order coffee. That made some of you laugh, adventurous to drink coffee, but I am not normally a coffee drinker. And here lies the problem that creates a situation where I just have to laugh... my inexperience with creamer pitchers.
I stand at the little fix it's counter and all I need is some cream and a stir stick (I have paint on my mind, do you coffee drinkers call them stir sticks?). I pick up the pitcher to pour my cream. Simple enough, right? Nothing is coming out. Maybe it is almost empty and I'll have to turn it up a little more. Still nothing. Must have a coffee drinkers secret. Ok, open the lid a little and, oh no, flood. I have cream alright, and coffee, and overflowing. Help! The sweet girl behind the counter quickly responds to my cry for help with a rag and along with voicing multiple apologies I corral it all before it can spill over onto the floor. She assures me it is not a problem and that there have been some issues with the creamer, it's not just me. I think she is really just being nice but I need nice at this moment. I graciously accept her kind words, surrender the coffee filled rag, and move to my seat hoping that I have not attracted too much attention.
Once settled I picked up my "rare" cup of coffee, feel it's comforting warmth, and just had to give myself a little laugh. After all, I blessed to be able to enjoy this new day and I'm also wearing leopard and red. - Marianne
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