Friday, October 30, 2015

Fountain Friday

Thursday, October 22, 2015

Pumpkins & Gourds and those Jobs I've had

 Congratulations and Welcome Back!
For those of you that have following along with my little Coffee blog, this is Part Deux that I started about a week ago. Remember, "The Ridiculous Women In Retail"? I kept that one pretty short and sweet and boy could I have added and embellished, but, those are the little morsels I'd like to keep to myself. And even though it Is October, I'll keep the cringe worthy moments to the crypt keeper. (random HBO reference)
It Happened Again last night.
I made small reference to a job that I had never talked about before, and again the question was raised where Haven't I worked!? Believe me, its Not something I brag about, but for you Bloggity readers out there, I'll mention a few, that may give you all a scare!! (again, Random Halloween innuendo)
1. CaddyShack
If I had a dollar for every time someone told me they could not believe that my first job was a caddy, I likely would not have the long list of former employers. Yes my first job at age 13 was at the Westmoor Country Club. Yup, they start em' young out in Brookfield. but if I had my vote, every Brittany, and Blake would go out and carry bags for their first job. Every morning at 7am my Dad would drip me off at literally, the Caddy Shack. It wasn't a bad gig, if you had a group right away, and then could come back and have another in the afternoon. But, being a girl and the New Girl, didn't get me any favors. So in the shack we would wait for  foursome, or a group of gals that couldn't carry their clubs. The last summer I worked at Westmoor, was the hottest summer Still on record history in Wisconsin. My last day there, I took a tumble and on Hole 4 and down I went. The heat had officially beat this gal, and I contested not to carry those clubs no more.
2. The Flying J Truck Stop
Yes, you just Read Truck Stop.
After moving out west after my 3rd year of college, I quickly realized That in order to live, and be fed, and be able to have a roof over my head, I had to work. 50% of the people in the community I lived in were wealthy retirees, and the other 35% were bankrolled college kids. I quickly found finding employment was not going to be easy. Everyday the city newspaper printed available employment, and usually by 10am, those jobs were spoken for. Missoula is a city, full of highly educated people working for pennies, all to keep living in a community with a landscape that's hard to forget. I finally landed a job at the Flying J (I'm punny tonight!) The job was absolutely nothing , initially to write home about. But then the stories started coming. The Flying J on I-90 West, was a full service station. There was a Casino, a restaurant, showers, and a coffee bar and sandwich shop. I was hired on to be a barista and eventually started making sandwiches. There were the regulars that came in weekly on their routes and they always had updates about where they'd been. There was even a "semi- lot" manager, Bill, who lived in a camper in the lot and looked over the place. And speaking of looking, the ladies who worked in the restaurant were always looking to make extra money. The Flying J was where I first learned about "Lot Lizards". What an awful name. The girls from the restaurant would go out into the lot and knock on the drivers doors. They pursued providing additional services to the semi drivers staying overnight. (are you catching my Tokyo drift?) Awful. So in the wake of knowing That, the saving grace of working in that sandwich shop, was I was able to take, mostly everything, that had been out for the day, home at night. I was able to not only make some money, but feed our household of 3 for free. 
So call me a Coffee maker, or say I'm a sandwich queen. That Caddy job, and all the other crazy other ones Not mentioned , made this gal have s stronger sense of the money she could make, but also the B.S. she wasn't willing to take

Friday, October 16, 2015

Happy FriYay!

It was the perfect Fall morning. 
It fell into the 40's overnight, so we've kept our "Fall television" going all day. I will never stop loving  the smell of woodsmoke at sunrise.
Can we hallelujah we Have a range Hood!! How many months in the making!? And hopefully after this weekend I can share some Before and & Afters!
No day off could be complete without a trip to Targayyyy. I've always believed in having extraordinary things, even for ordinary purposes, like dishtowels..see below...
Does Anyone else match their bathroom bubbles to their decor?? #lifestyleengineer 
And the afternoon ended with an Aaahhhhh...My all time favorite catalog(Sundance) Just in time to sit for a moment, in front of our Fall television. 

Have a Great weekend Coffee readers!!

Monday, October 12, 2015

A Wedding to finish the Week

Last week, at about this very moment, we received some devastating news. 
And by "We" I mean, not P and I directly, but people very close to us. The kind of news that immediately takes you to your knees. In my somewhat small history of knowing P, I've never seen the man waiver.  I've never seen the man break down. I did That night. It was the kind of news that made me think about and reconsider everything and anything I'm doing. That's the power of perspective. It was kind of news that even now, looking at these pictures from the end of the week, and seeing us smile, I cannot believe it was the same week.
I spent most of the week in much of a haze, becoming emotional with no prior notice, or warning.
I drove to work each day with the radio silent and my thoughts making a crazy amount of noise in my head. But alas, I had to quiet the noise. I had to remember that the biggest gift I've received is the Grace to move forward. I couldn't' continue to question what as fair to whom and who deserved what. Where there is life there is death, and where people pass, people live on.
I couldn't leave the house day after day and think, this may be the last time, or question, was that just the last time? I had to continue living, knowing everything would be just fine.
Because the greatest relief for grieving, is to watch two people giving themselves to each other. So thank the lord above, we had a Wedding to finish the week.