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For some strange reason, I laid down to take a nap yesterday afternoon at 4 and didn’t get up until 6 this morning.  It was an exhausting week, I won’t deny that, but still.  WOW.  So I got up and made a pot of coffee and started a new book.  I soon discovered how easy it would be to just crawl back into the warm comforts of my beautiful bed and decided it was probably a better idea to come to Latte Land and get a coffee.  So here I sit, trying to absorb the caffeine and enjoy my book but my mind keeps wandering.  Don’t get me wrong, the book is really good and I look forward to spending some more quality time with it later this afternoon after a nice nap.

I seem to be in a people watching space this morning which has led me to thoughts of what it must be like to be these people.  Do I ever really hope to become them??  Married and out for a coffee with the Saturday morning newspaper and what looks like nothing interesting to say to each other??  Or then there’s the overweight lady that came in speaking to the attractive man behind the counter about her husband and possibly a son that might be interested in a job here.  Do I want to be married and so unconcerned that I no longer care about my health and all I have to worry about is how to get the boy a job at my favorite coffee shop??  Then there was the group of college boys that were in here earlier.  They were all hot from what I could tell but they sat in the room off to the side giggling like school girls and they just seemed so young and immature that they were no longer attractive.  That’s amazing to me for some reason I cannot explain.  I sometimes wish I was so shallow that attractive people remained attractive no matter how dumb they are.

I am hogging two of the cushy brown chairs on this side of the fireplace, hissing at anyone that attempts to take the other one as it is currently being saved for the arrival of my sister.  On the other side of the fireplace is a strange fellow that is also here most of the mornings that I am and from the sound of things, probably more often though I cannot judge just based on that.  If I had no job or God chose to bless me with the Publishers Clearing House winnings (Again, make no mistake…He has more than blessed me already.) I would likely spend more time here warming by the flames and reading book after book after book after book creating just as many blogs for you to consume.  What’s off about this guy is his makeup.  Some people, myself included, are unwelcome hosts to the complimentary roll around the middle.  His just seems to have formed weird.  I don’t know how to explain it further, you might need to ask Katie as she has also witnessed this.  He also tends to make bizarre comments to the staff here.  They don’t seem to mind, in fact, they know his name and tend to come out and sit next to him and visit from time to time.  I’m still trying to figure that one out too.

Well, my sister has arrived so I must leave you now for better things.