Thursday, October 2, 2014

I Say Boob Three Times in This Post

Like most big and important things in the world, I missed it.

National Coffee Day.  It was on Monday.

The day I decided to drink a pot of coffee at home before going out into the world where coffee is free.

Like I do every day.  Except coffee isn’t free every day.  I mean, unless you steal it.  And who would do that?

Like a boob, I read several Facebook posts from people rhapsodizing about National Coffee Day and I read the lists of places where it was free.  Most of those places are convenient to my home.  Wow, I thought to myself.  One could just drink free coffee all day.

And like a boob, I didn’t even take part.

“Who cares,” you may think.  “What’s the big deal?  So you missed a measly free cup of coffee.  Take a chill pill, woman.  Slow your roll.”

To that I say Excuse me, good sir.  Coffee is very important.  Very

Do people still say chill pill?





When I was a kid, coffee was a thing.  Seemingly as important as water, the black liquid filled cups and mugs and pots and was present before, at or after each meal.  Was it used for digestive purposes?  A pick-me-up?  Every adult I knew drank it.  Most took theirs black.  Coffee was present at every holiday gathering, every church dinner.  Every waitress at every restaurant wielded a brown-handled glass carafe filled with steaming hot coffee.  A small bowl filled with tiny plastic containers of coffee creamer on every table served as entertainment and I built teetering towers using every one.

 After high school I sat across from a friend and watched as he chewed a tiny hole in the bottom of a creamer and squirted the contents into his cup.  We would talk and laugh and drink mugs of cream and sugar and a little coffee and smoke cigarettes between bites of our omelets at Denny’s because you could do that back then.

Coffee time at my husband’s grandmother’s house is a big deal, and has been for years.  Her children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren spill out of the farmhouse kitchen on weekend mornings and they make pots and pots of coffee, one right after the other.   She has the kind of coffeemaker that can make a pot of coffee in three minutes.

My husband and I stopped taking cream and sugar in our coffee several years ago, when we discovered that we drank a lot of coffee and could not really afford the added calories.  We learned how to drink it black.  We got one of those three-minute coffeemakers, too.

I start each day with a cup (pot) of coffee.  It’s a comfort, a desire, a love.

And I missed National Coffee Day.

Like a boob.

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This post inspired by:

Mama’s Losin’ It

Prompt #1: September 29th is National Coffee Day.  How do you like your cup?

22 comments:

  1. I missed it, too. Guess that makes me a boob.

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    1. Yep. You're right. Another boob bites the dust.

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  2. I don't even drink coffee, so that makes me an even BIGGER boob.

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    1. I don't know of any boobs who don't drink coffee. You must be the rarest of all boobs, the Uber Boob. Or Ooober Boob. Or Oober Boober. OMG boob is such a fun word.

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  3. I missed it too, but then again, I'm not American and I'm hours and hours ahead of you guys, so by the time I found out, it was too late. And my first instinct was, wait, isn't it Coffee Day every day??? Boob.

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    1. Coffee Day should be every day, just like Chocolate Day is around here. What? Boob.

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  4. Me, too. Boobs all around. I love coffee but I can not drink it black. It's my one vice, so I just use light cream, no sugar.

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    1. I can't believe we missed it. Learning how to drink coffee black is not something I would wish on anyone. I can drink it with cream and sugar now, but drinking it black when you're used to the sweetness is kind of awful.

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  5. I don't like coffee. Let me rephrase that: I ABHOR coffee. But other people always look sophisticated drinking it, kind of like the old image of smokers. I wish there were a national Diet Coke day. I'd be all about that!

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    1. I also love the image of coffee and a cigarette. So classy!

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  6. I heard about it, but didn't even think about there being free coffee anywhere. WTF.

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  7. Yeah... excuse me, coffee is very important.:) I've learned about National Coffee Day, a day later. That's okay though coz even if I knew, I will not be able to grab free coffee, there's none here in our place. But it would be so nice if there were...

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    1. Ooof. Worse than missing free coffee is not having any at home.

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  8. I love the smell of coffee. I wish it tasted the way it smells. To me, the two are completely unrelated. If someone could create a substance that tasted that way, I'd be all over national coffee day ... and wouldn't be a boob!

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    1. I've heard non-coffee drinkers say that before. I think it smells and tastes delicious, even if the coffee sucks.

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  9. I almost wrote on Twitter that I needed a chill pill the other day, but then I thought better of it because you KNOW everyone would have offered to send me Xanax, which is not what I was going for. I can't believe you missed this day!!!!! Boob indeed!

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    1. Huh. I don't think that being sent Xanax is a bad thing at all. I still can't believe I missed it, either. Boo. b

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  10. I did not know there was such a thing as National Coffee Day and I can only wish it were International Coffee Day because then I could partake. Instead I drink the free stuff at home.

    Like a boob.

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    1. Jennie. Can you imagine if it were free coffee day in Paris? I would get a hotel room.

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  11. Coffee is indeed a big deal. And yeah, I still say chill pill.

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