In law school, my best friends and I had wine dates. Bottles of Pinot Grigio and Chardonnay, because all 4 of us couldn't agree on the same bottle of white. This is the time that we hashed through our lives, caught up on details and just spent time together.
Being thousands of miles from my best friends with them ranging all over the US, makes it hard to have my beloved coffee/wine dates. My current version of a coffee date is me driving in the car. If you're one of my bffs you know whenever I'm in transit, you are getting a phone call. Driving to work? Phone call. Home from Court or junior league? Phone call. Walking the dogs. Phone call. It probably drives my friends nuts, but it's my way of catching up.
Now, while I love chatting on the phone, nothing is as good as a good ole fashioned coffee date.
So, ya know what, we're gonna have a coffee date. Grab a cup of coffee friends, let's get to know each other.
If we were having a coffee date, I'd be drinking an grande Americano with a splash of cream and if I'm feeling spunky, half a packet of raw sugar. I came to realize that consuming over 400 calories for a coffee was a little too much. Plus, I die for the espresso now. I'd tell ya that life has been really busy. Adam is working a ton, I'm working a ton and life is taking us in all directions. I'd tell ya that we haven't had a weekend home just us two in over a month. I'd tell you that in the middle of May, I'm finding out some news that could be sad or happy. You'd tell me to trust the timing of my life. I'd tell you I'm trying.
I'd tell you that I'm dealing with Instagram insecurity. That's a thing, I just made it a thing. Comparison is the thief of joy is what you'd tell me and I'd feel better. I'd tell you that I've been doing two-a-day work outs because recently I just don't feel comfortable in my body. I'd tell you that I'd rather eat sushi or hamburgers every day instead of working out. Then you'd tell me I'm doing great.
You would tell me all about your job and your kid, if you have one. You'd tell me about the office gossip and who's sleeping with whom. You'd tell me about a really funny episode of Friends you watched last night and then we'd repeat lines to our favorite episodes until we're laughing too hard.
I'd tell ya that Adam is my saving grace and my stability. When Instagram makes me feel bad or I'm second guessing my body, he makes me feel like an Instagram queen. I'd tell ya that Lola is in her toddler stage and is a handful. She is currently chewing out our entire sprinkler system. She treats it like I game. I tell her leave it. She pulls out the sprinkler and then prances around the yard while I run around trying to grab it from her.
I'd tell ya that I'm turning 30 in less than two months but that I've been writing my blog post about those 30 feelings forever. You would tell me that 30 is the point in life when you stop caring about what other people think about yourself because you're comfortable in your own self. I'd say you're probably right. I'd tell you that my face is currently breaking out and my skin is terrible. You'd tell me abut your newest zit cream and I'd order it online while we sit there.
I'd tell you even though our life is busy and crazy, I'm so happy. I would tell you I'm content. I don't always know where I'm going, but I'm happy with where I'm heading. Our coffee date would go on for the next 3 hours at least, wishful thinking, and we'd continue talking about everything under the sun. Including the rumor that Sienna Miller is dating Brad Pitt and what we think Bradley Cooper's new baby looks like. We'd settle on them probably dating and a gorgeous baby.Happy Thursday friends, thanks for having coffee with me today.
See ya tomorrow for my Blue Apron review. It's gonna get spicy.