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Wordless Wednesday.

Good Morning.

Thursday Thirteen:

Iced -
A Conversation in 13 Lines

1. Me: Is this the only way Iced VIA comes?
2. Starbucks Girl: Yes it is.
3. Starbucks Girl: Why do you ask?
4. Starbucks Girl: Do you like it really sweet?
5. Me: Oh dear no. I like my iced coffee with no sweet at all.
6. Starbucks Girl: Yeah, me too.
7. Starbucks Girl: You can take the regular VIA and make it iced though.
8. Me: Seriously?
9. Me: I didn't know it would dissolve properly in the non hot water.
10. Starbucks Girl: Yes, yes it will.
11. Starbucks Girl: I do it all the time.
12. Me: --> Starbucks Girl *fist bump*
13. Me: Thanks so much.

Now here is my real problem with the Iced VIA. {see photo above} Not only does the Iced Via not come plain and by plain I mean with out sugar added but it also has a serving size of 1/2 a pkg. Now how is that helpful? So you THINK your iced coffee is going to cost you 50 calories but in reality you will drink the entire pkg worth and it will cost you 100. That is pretty Bastardly, imho.

No Starbucks Iced VIA for this Blondie. That is for certain.

p.s. There is a new poll on the sidebar.

Unexpectedly Expected now with New Pancakes!

So The Marrieds passed through town late Friday evening on their way to visit CS for Father's Day. Don't worry. No one has actually missed Father's Day. They made their trip a week early because they are busy next weekend when it is really Father's Day. The plan I was told, when they stopped by to say Hi, was that they would stop by again on Saturday evening on their way back home.

When 10 PM rolled around and I still hadn't heard from them I had the kid phone to see what was up with that. He did and discovered that they had only just left and would be here in under and hour. The kid then stated that they would want to spend the night since it was already going to be so late when they got here. I countered that they would not as I knew that they wanted to wake up at home this morning and get things done around the house.

Just before 11 I hear keys in the door. Struggling keys in the door. It actually sounded like they were having a battle with the keys and the keys were winning. After several attempts to get the door open in comes Mrs. Married, giggling and laughing as I ask her if she was having key/door problems. She then looks straight at me with her tired look and says "Can we stay at your house tonight? I'm tired." LMAO! Did the kid call it or what? Good thing I didn't bet him, eh? Which I rarely do because I always lose.

It is about 10 minutes after 9 now. I am, not surprisingly, the only one up. Well, unless you count the kitties, which I do. They were the first ones up and spent half an hour trying to get me to get up and feed them. But I digress. I have made coffee and am waiting for the house to wake. We are having Pancakes and vegetarian bacon aka facon for breakfast. mmmmm. The pancake recipe I am using is new to The Marrieds but the kid and I think we have finally found one that is pretty dang close to Ihops. If we are lucky Mrs. Married will treat us to another episode of *How to determine which is cup is coffee and which is syrup*. That is a story she will never outrun. It isn't a long story and the punch line is always the same. "Hey Mrs. Married, Remember the time you poured coffee instead of syrup on your pancakes?" She will then remind you that she mistook the coffee cup for the syrup cup because she hadn't yet had enough coffee. Good times. Good times.

I love Ihops. They have the best pancakes. I love pancakes. If you are lucky you live in a land where you can get Ihops pancakes 24 hours a day. Sadly I do not. You can't even get seated in my Ihops if you show up at 9:35 PM. {is that what time it was, darlin? } But that is a story for another day.

After hearing someone's blaring nuclear attack iPhone alarm go off 3 times I finally actually detect movement. That will be Mr. Married I am guessing. It probably wasn't even his alarm that got him up but rather the fact that I have sneezed about a dozen times in the past 3 minutes. heh! Whatever works, right?

How's your Sunday?
Love and Hugs,
~ b

Wordy Wednesday.

Coffee.
Close your eyes.
Listen to the melodious sounds as the coffee begins to drip into the carafe.
Your nose begins to tickle as the delightful aroma begins a seductive dance.
Reach out carefully to accept the cup that is being placed in your hands.
Your mouth beings to water as the warmth fuses with the swirling intoxicating bouquet.
Unable to resist any longer you lift the cup to your mouth and drink of the elixir you so crave.
Quietly sighing.
Gratifying.
Coffee.

{©blondie16~2010}

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You’re Gonna Love My Nuts.*

It is so early to be up on a Saturday. Not only up but dressed, make-up’d and having ventured into the outside world and back already. Yes. I am one of *those* people. You know the ones. They get up early and are moving fluidly as soon as their feet touch the floor. The Morning Person. That would be me.

I just spent the last two days without hot water and waiting for the plumber to fix the ailing hot water heater. Because I was waiting for the guy and the fix I did not get my errands run as I normally do. The good news is that it is somehow still under warranty so the part cost me nothing more than overnight shipping. We won’t get into the service calls charge. I am trying to just be happy that they only charged me for two when the guy was actually here three times.

Ok. So what does all that have to do with nuts? Pretty much nothing other than I treated my morning person self to a Starbucks Pumpkin Spice latté and a Pumpkin Cream Cheese Muffin after I left the grocery. As you look at the picture of the pumpkiny cream cheesy goodness you may notice the little dark spots. Those are nuts. I noticed them too.


I popped the muffin into the micro after I had the groceries put away and settled down on the sofa to enjoy my latté and muffin. Which I totally did. Until I took a bite that had a nut in it. And quickly ejected said nut. That nut was not a walnut, which is what I had assumed it was. Upon closer examination I discovered that the nut was not a nut at all but rather a seed. A pumpkin seed. I don’t like pumpkin seeds. At all. Using my fork I removed the remainder of the seeds and continued to enjoy my pumpkin muffin. It was quite good once the offending seeds had been removed.

I probably won’t buy the Pumpkin Cream Cheese Muffin again. I just don’t want to work before I can enjoy my muffin. Especially when it seems that Starbucks has raised its prices. Because I never spend over $5 when I go for coffee and a pastry and today I did. {Unless I am in Alaska, of course.} That is just adding insult to injury.

You're gonna love my nuts seeds? Yeah. Not so much.

* The phrase "You're Gonna Love My Nuts" is what the guy selling the Slapchop says quite loudly on his infomercial. My daughter loves the Slapchop infomercial and will make us watch it until someone removes the clicker from her hand. Any time there is a discussion about nuts in our house that same phrase is repeated in the Slapchop guy's style.

G'morning.

g'morning.

I need Coffee