Jul 8, 2007
Lazy Sunday
Coffee shops have a way of pulling me through their doors. I get weak in the knees when I think about sipping hot creamy latte. Give me a journal, a comfy pen, and put me in a coffee shop and I’m in heaven.
Because I worked from home thru my many years of grad school I often fled for a coffee house when I needed inspiration. It never failed. Consequently, I spent most of the time I studied for my German literature comprehensive exam at either Beaner’s or Schuler Books in East Lansing, MI (I needed all the inspiration I could get).
So anyway, I took Thursday and Friday off so I’ve been enjoying a long weekend (the 4th thru today). Aaron had to work so I planned to relax, take things easy, do some things I no longer get to do during the workweek. Like spend some quality time at Open Eye or 3 Cups.
But when I woke up on Thursday morning, I was drawn to our deck. I made a latte-like Senseo and sat at our table outside as I journaled. I’d completely forgotten about going to a coffee house.
I’ll go Friday, I decided. And since I had coffee at home on Thursday, I’ll splurge on a really big latte with whole milk.
Friday arrived, and I got up early (7am on a day off!). Once again was lured onto our deck. I watched the deer emerge from our bamboo forest. I listened to the July bugs that become louder as the humidity increases. I enjoyed the many birds that swoop in-between our trees and chirp up a storm in the morning. And once again I completely forgot about going to the coffee house.
I don’t have any earth-shattering point to all of this. I guess I’m just surprised that I like our house so much that I’d forget to go to a cafe. But then I’ve never liked where I was living enough to develop that type of affinity.
Right now I’m sitting on the deck. I made some of the Blue Mountain coffee I brought back from Jamaica and have been sitting here relishing the relatively low humidity enhanced by a soft breeze. It’s going to be HOT and sticky today. Just in the 45 minutes I’ve been outside the breeze has stopped and I’ve started to sweat. And since I’ve been sitting with my legs propped on the table, one has fallen asleep. I think it’s time to go inside and turn on the A/C. (Yes, I’m a wimp.)
But first: I titled this post “Lazy Sunday” because it refers to a 2005 SNL video (they later changed the name to “Chronic(what?)cles of Narnia!”) that was parodied by many a small towns, including Carrboro. Check out “It’s Carrboro” to see where we live.
