Fun Times With the Fam

Coffee Talk

As you can see by the picture to the left and my blog title, coffee is something that I really enjoy. Over the years, I have "matured" in my coffee drinking. Instead of having a drop of coffee in my cup of cream and sugar, I now have a mostly full cup of coffee with some added cream and sugar. I don't know that I'll ever progress to drinking it black, but that's okay with me. A cup of coffee, no matter what time of day, seems to bring me such comfort. Yes, I really do like the taste of it, but mostly I like what a cup of coffee means to me. Let me explain.

When I think of sitting down to a great cup of coffee, I usually prefer to share that experience with someone else. Although I usually have my morning coffee by myself, I love to talk with others while holding that steaming cup of goodness. I can't tell you how many times in the last several months I have met with a friend at a coffee shop, or brewed a fresh pot at home for myself and someone dear to me. I love these times where it's "just us" sharing stories and laughter. At times it's just a chance to get to know someone better, or sometimes it includes sharing deep heartaches and burdens, lifting each other up in prayer. Even more so than the coffee, these sharing times are especially dear to me. These women, these friends, are especially dear to me.

Knowing that these women desire to hear what's on my heart, they draw me into a place of security, trust, comfort, and complete joy. These dear ones truly listen with a sensitive and reassuring ear and know that I will be there for them, when they need a soft place to fall. I love the fact that no matter what I am talking about, they have something to say about it too. I never get a grunt or a disinterested "hmm" or "uh huh." I have heard that women use around 2 or 3 times as many words as men in an average day. So I understand that's just a difference between the "hers" and the "hims!" But I must say, it is wonderful to communicate with someone who likes to use as many words as I do! One of my most favorite places to be is in a conversation that has lasted hours and feels as though it could go on for hours more.....in a good way, that is :) I love the freedom of sharing anything and everything. And I love being the one they share anything and everything with....back. Ya know? Is this confusing? Well, this is coming from a woman, so you can expect it to be lengthy!

Okay, well these were my thoughts for the day. Nothing too thrilling or blog-worthy, really. But these are my thoughts, nonetheless!

Lord, thank you for the wonderful things you've given me in this life. You've given me wonderful things like taste-buds, so I can enjoy amazing flavors....like coffee! And thank you so much for my friends. They are gifts that I never tire of. Friends really are the gifts that keep on giving! I don't deserve them, but am extremely grateful for what they add to my life. Thank you God! And just so ya know, I've been sipping away at my coffee while I've been blogging, so thanks for joining me in this "coffee talk!" (sorry it's been a little one-sided)

Well, I should be signing out....time for a refill!

We're Getting OLDer!!

It's so sad, but true. The inevitable is taking place.....my husband and I are getting older! How do I know this? There are many tell-tale signs. I'll list just a few of them.

• My babies aren't babies anymore! My youngest children are turning 4 tomorrow. As they continue growing in height and knowledge, I no longer have a "little one" to make me feel better about my other children getting older. I can't say, "Well, so and so might be getting older, but at least I still have _____!" Moms, you understand, don't you? Most of me absolutely loves this new stage of motherhood (no diapers, sippy cups, pacifiers, naps....no, wait, I still want the nap part). But, part of me yearns for the newness and sweetness of having a newborn. (Right Missy?!?) Then, I remember the sleepless nights, the showerless days, my attire always being decorated with spit-up.....that pretty much cures me of that! Anyway! My point....I no longer have a baby in the house.


• Several times within the past month, I have forgotten how old I am. I have actually had to stop and do the math. I can remember the year I was born and I can usually remember what year it presently is, so then I figure it out. Oh, when I have given my age, I think I'm a year older than I actually am! If I got my age wrong, I could at least think I was still in my 20's, ya know? Ridicuolous! (I can't believe I am publicly admitting this!)


• For me, this one is the clencher! Here it goes....I listen to talk radio...on purpose. Yikes! When I start up our minivan everyday, I hear talking about the upcoming election, not the newest song to top the charts. My ipod has plenty of music on it, but most of the song choices would prove that I am aging. The kids in our youth group make fun of the music on my husband's ipod, and he has a lot of the same songs I do! As a child, I remember listening to "boring talk radio" that my parents had playing in the car. I couldn't understand why anyone would want to listen to that. It had no beat! And now, I would rather hear AM radio or a podcast probably 85% of the time. Wow...gettin' old.


• I cannot sit on my knees for more than a few minutes without needing assistance in getting up. The other day I needed to check a few things on the internet and the chair I usually sit in was being used for something else. No problem, I don't need a chair! I just knelt in front of the desk, quickly finishing the tasks at hand. I don't think I was online more than 10 minutes. As I logged off and attempted to stand up, nothing happened! My knees were so stiff, I could hardly move them! I had to sit all the way down on my backside, kind of roll over and then pull myself up with the help of the nearby end table. I couldn't believe it! Mom, you were right! I never should've chuckled (all in good humor, of course!) when you got yourself into a "situation" because now I'm there myself! It's quite humbling, to say the least :) I actually had a good laugh over it, after the humiliation wore off.

So there ya have it! Now that it's all out in the open, I pretty much feel even older! I thought confession was good for the soul?!? Oh well!

As often as I am reminded that time is not slowing down, I do see benefits of getting older. Maybe I'll have to post those sometime too. Although, I might have to think a little harder about those points :) Oh, and honey, sorry I had to include you in this topic, but you are a year and a half older than me!!! Ya know what? I feel much better now! Thanks hon! And I have to add, there's no one I'd rather grow old and feeble with, than you! Someday we'll be reminding each other to put our teeth in, and to put our Depends on!

Alright, overall I do think you're only as old as you feel. It's a state of mind, right? But I have to say, when you're stuck on the floor, knees in pain, you feel pretty darn old!