As you’re reading this, I’m likely en route to New York City. I had to wake up at 3:30am today, in order to catch my 7:00am PST flight, and I land at LaGuardia Airport around 5:30pm EST. Remember when I said travelling wasn’t glamorous? Early mornings were included in that statement, haha. Anyway, I wasn’t going to publish a post today, but then I read this fun post on Amanda’s blog and thought I’d copy her format.
If you and I met for coffee today, this is what would happen…
If we were on a coffee date, I’d order a soy latte – or an almond milk latte, if almond milk was on the menu, but it hardly ever is. If I had a sweet tooth, I’d ask for some hazelnut syrup, too. Yes, a soy hazelnut latte is my jam. All other flavours be damned.
If we were on a coffee date, you might learn I’ve been drinking coffee since I was 14 years old. My best friend in high school, Lisa, and I used to come home from school, make a huge pot, fill our mugs with International Delight coffee creamer, and sip our super sweet coffee while we watched teen dramas and soap operas. Those were the super sweet coffee days.
If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask you how your family and friends were. I’d tell you I’m a bit homesick for mine, which isn’t unusual when you’re as close as we are. Then I’d tell you that’s the only reason I’m going home for a week at the end of February. <3
If we were on a coffee date, I’d ask what you’re reading right now. I’d tell you I just finished The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry, which was a beautiful story about a bookstore owner and his family. I’d tell you I don’t normally read a lot of fiction, but that book made me want to read more.
If we were on a coffee date, I’d gush about the fact that my 5-year-old niece is reading on her own now. I’d tell you how, the last time I was in Victoria, she curled up on the couch and read five books to me. It’s a memory I’m going to hold onto for some time.
If we were on a coffee date, and you’d never hung out with me before, you’d probably notice I laugh all the time. Yes, even at my own jokes. I’ve been told it’s infectious, though, so maybe that’s not such a bad thing? If my laugh could make you laugh, that would make me smile.
If we were on a coffee date, you’d probably also notice that I make a lot of offhand remarks. Have you ever noticed how often I put brackets around random statements in my posts? That’s how I talk in real life. I’m not polished or proper, in any way, shape or form. I am polite. But I don’t think I’m very well-spoken.
If we were on a coffee date, I’d tell you this video made my entire week. If Saved by the Bell was on Netflix, I’d be in big trouble. #nostalgia
If we were on a coffee date, I’d tell you that everything about this story warmed my heart.
If we were on a coffee date, I’d tell you how grateful I am for the warm weather we’ve been having this winter. Except for the last few days of solid rain, it’s been overcast and 12°C/54°F for weeks. I’m outside almost every day, and I love it. Now, we just need a little sunshine…
If we were on a coffee date, I’d tell you I’m so unbelievably excited for this trip to NYC. I can’t wait to write with Shannon, hangout with David, explore with Leanne, and have dessert and tea with Nicki and Emily. The energy you feel in NYC is unlike any other city I’ve been to. I can’t get there fast enough.
If we were on a coffee date, I’d end it by thanking you for hanging out with me. I’d tell you it was so nice to see you, and that I hope we can catch up again soon. And I’d probably give you a really big hug. (I’m just warning you now, so you’re ready for it. I’m a hugger.)
What would you say if we had coffee today? :)