Sunday Morning Coffee

I get my coffee everyday. But Sundays are special.

Sunday mornings are special for a few different reasons. First, it is the one morning of the week that my family has breakfast together. We eat, read the paper and share a meal of bagels, sweets and coffee. Secondly, it is the one morning of the week that no one is rushing to get out the door early for school or work or getting up at the crack of dawn to go to work out. Lastly, it is the morning that I take about an hour to myself to just chill at my coffee spot.

I have a different routine on Sunday mornings than I have for every other day of the week. I get up and and ready for the day before the rest of the family gets up. I am out the door and on my way to the coffee house before they are stirring. When I get to my caffeine palace, I find my usual table, to the right of the soda machine, plop down my refill mug and magazine, and then go and get in line to order. On this day, I order not only my brew, but also bagels and sweet treats to take home to the family. I order two refill cups o' joe - one for me and one for my husband.

Instead of heading right home, I spend sometime with me, myself, and I. I open my magazine. In the quietness of the Sunday morning landscape of my coffee spot, I can read, think, and relax in preparation for the upcoming week.

Once I have had my chill time, I head back home to my family. I put out the bagels and sweets, and we enjoy our Sunday morning breakfast. Each one of us benefits from my coffee spot on Sunday morning. I get my time to recharge myself for the week ahead, and my family gets not only bagels and sweets, but also a better adjusted mom and wife.

Breakfast with Boo

This morning I went to a very large coffee chain for coffee and breakfast. My middle daughter, Boo, didn't have school today, so she joined me for a coffee drink and oatmeal.

As we sat there, I was amazed at what goes on in a coffee house. There is a constant mix of almost frantic activity and calming relaxation. I know those two don't mix, but they sure sit in juxtaposition in this setting. I watched men carrying out business transactions and a mother lecturing her grown son. But, sitting right next to them were people quietly reading the paper. I watched a new trainee at the counter become obviously flustered as he took orders as well as a seasoned calm coffee professional trying to coach him through his trial. I saw complicated drink orders being processed right along side the simple drip brew. These elements that seemed so contrary to each other existed in harmony in this place.

The coffee house is an interesting world to watch. But for today, the only interest I had was sharing breakfast with Boo!