Monday, March 16, 2015
the dozenth coffee date
If we were on a coffee date, I'd offer you a wheat bran muffin drizzled with honey and a homemade latte. I'd have a dozen more muffins where that one came from, which is good, because we'd eat them with smiles on our face.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd introduce you to NPR's book concierge. I'd say I want to read all the books, all the time and this just makes it delightful.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd brag about butchering my own chicken wings. I know, not a big deal, except it totally is because I've never before butchered anything but those poor animals we dissected in middle school science class and mostly then I just watched. Yes, I chopped off the wing tip and separated the flat from the drumette and I felt like Anne Burrell.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd tell you I'm working on self-awareness. It sounds so new-age, spiritual, and that's not what I mean, but it is. I'm working on being honest with myself, like that I love writing in natural light and, so, I moved the furniture around in our office to make this possible and now I won't write anywhere else. I struggle with all emotions coming out as snark and so I know my next task to conquer.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd sing a little happy song about being so close. So damn close. You see, I wrote that manuscript in November and then realized it was a mess and so basically redid the whole entire thing in February and March. I almost quit a couple times because I tried to tell myself I couldn't, but I could and I have and I'm almost done with Draft One.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd ask you if you prefer jasmine or plain white rice. I'd tell you jasmine always wins because it's sticky and delicious. I'd ask you if you've ever cooked it in equal parts water and coconut milk and made sticky rice. I'd hope you say yes because you deserve such a treat, but, if for some reason, you said no, I'd whip some up right away.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd pump my fist in the air and the cold never bothered me anyway. I'd say by cold I mean snow and that my dusty skis are getting polished up and rode down the mountains for the week next week and this is the best birthday present a girl could ever enjoy.
If we were on a coffee date, I'd savor this time with you. Lately I've felt more emotionally aware and available. I'd want to hear everything from you because I need your words. I've not always been a great listener, -in fact, I'm still not- but I'd practice and you'd indulge me with words on words on words.
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