Writing is like being able to put life into a snow globe. It takes the things that are too big and scary and reduces them into a form that I can put away when I want and look at from a distance. It also takes all that’s good in life and captures it into something I can take out when I want and look at close up and keep forever. It makes the bad things into something I can hold…and the good things into something I can hold onto. Both help so much that I need that little souvenir of life.

Monday, September 3, 2012

Improper Poll: Tiny Poof of Magic

I have a theory that there are wine people and coffee people. I wish I were a wine person. Wine people are cool. They are calm. I imagine when not sipping wine, they go to gyms. I picture them celebrating relaxation by inviting small groups of people to eat gourmet health food and discuss…what? I have no idea, but I bet it’s cool. I bet it makes them all laugh softly and toast one another.

Like it or not, I am a coffee person. I walk too fast, eat at my desk, and have been known to laugh until I have to run to the bathroom because all that caffeine is a diuretic. Gourmet health food, to me, is buying the GOOD TV dinners.

Usually I drink it black, but this summer I developed yet another vice when I discovered that the little parking lot shack a few miles away makes a mean iced coffee. On more than one occasion I’ve found myself driving miles out of my way. Then I started making it at home.

The easy version doesn’t taste as good as shack-bought, but I secretly get a little thrill pouring the fat-free half and half into the glass. It’s a moving work of art that’s gone in the blink of an eye. It’s so quick, I couldn’t even get a decent picture. That tiny, magical poof was almost done by the time I picked up my camera.

Gone in an instant.  Goodbye, summer. Farewell, iced coffee.

Do you have a weird little thing that gives you thrills every time?


  1. This sounds so weird, but I enjoy shampooing carpeting. I get excited when emptying the water container and seeing all that dirty water disappearing.

    Msybe I should shut up. Your iced coffee story is much better...

  2. I'm not a coffee drinker. I like an occasional glass of wine, but one beverage I have every day is tea--hot tea in the morning then iced tea the rest of the day, and on cold evenings another cup of hot tea.

    In the cooler weather I also have a hard time resisting my urge to buy a skinny chi tea latte. It costs almost $4 a cup, but something about it makes my mouth water and makes me feel warm inside.

    Oh, and Sioux, I would love it if you could drop by when you're in the mood to clean some floors. I scrubbed my kitchen floor yesterday, but I didn't have the same reaction you did at seeing all the dirty water going down the drain.


  3. Ummm, hand writing letters. I'm not a wine person either.

  4. I get my thrill every ten days when I put air in my slow-leak tire. There's something satisfying about jamming that round metal knobby thing over my valve stem and watching that tire inflate.

    Let's refrain from any Freudian interpretations, please.

  5. Hard to resist Val's opportunity for Freudian interpretations, and I wonder if my secret thrill is any better. I get goosebumps just thinking about bagpipes, from pipe-and-drum bands to a single piper playing on a hill, or on the ramparts of Edinburgh Castle.

  6. I'm a hybrid...coffee AND wine. I begin my day with coffee and I love (okay, ADORE) my morning ritual: Put the water on to boil, measure four teaspoons of coffee beans (HEB Texas Pecan) into the grinder, whir for 11 seconds (yes, I set the timer), fresh ground coffee into the French press, add boiling water and steep for 4 minutes. Creamer is whole milk, 4 tablespoons. Yum!! Wine I save for Friday nights, 2 glasses (and the occasional glass during the week). I don't belong to a gym or eat anything gourmet, so my wine preferences aren't expensive. My favorites are Sutter Home Sweet Red and Riunite D'Oro. And I can always be talked into a glass of sangria because, hey, it's fruity and that makes it an important part of the food pyramid. :D

  7. My guilty pleasure is a cup of warm chai tea. It tastes like Christmas! Yummmmm...

    Critter Alley

  8. Raspberry tea and I used to be well acquainted, but then I discovered peach flavored green tea at our local Arby's. When I get a craving I must go.

  9. Oh, right - I forgot about tea people! I think of those as wise and a little exotic.

    Val, you reminded me I needed to put air in my tires. I hate the process but do love the feel of riding on those nice firm tires. I won't make Freud comments if you don't....

    Kay, I love bagpipes, too!!

    Sioux, I WISH I got a thrill out of cleaning. I once knew a woman who felt that way about mowing the lawn.


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