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#CTST: Starbucks!
In Celebrating the Small Things, I have to applaud Starbucks. One day this week I had a warm, chocolate hazelnut croissant and a Chai tea from Starbucks. It was heavenly! I don’t ordinarily promote corporate establishments but I had been having a hard week. Work was busy and I had a pinched nerve in my neck. I finally broke down and went to the chiropractor. On the way back to work, I stopped at Starbucks and noticed a new seasonal pastry, the tasty croissant, and I ordered one with my favorite, a Chai tea latte with almond milk. Not only was my neck feeling better after the doctor’s appointment, but…
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“Y”ou said it!
Thanks to yorkshire_rose via Fanpop.com for photo. In my recent research on the Internet, I found the most wonderful resource. It’s called idioms.yourdictionary.com. It’s a website where you can find the origin or meaning of those catch phrases that we bandy about like sailors. Here are a few examples: Piece of cake – I use this phrase to mean that something is easy to do or take care of. According to my newfound genius website, this “expression originated in the Royal Air Force in the late 1930s for an easy mission, and the precise reference is as mysterious as that of the simile easy as pie.” I think it means…
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“S”trawberries
My mom, grandma, dad, brother – everyone in my family liked strawberries. Everyone of course except me. Strawberry shortcake was a family favorite and I would scrunch up my face, disappointed that we weren’t having something with chocolate in it, or cookies, or ice cream. I would gag if someone made me eat strawberries. And, as far as calories were concerned, I thought strawberries were a complete waste of space, both inside my tummy and on the plate or in the bowl. Strawberries were almost as bad as peaches. Peaches were the worst because they could be slimy, stringy and squishy – three attributes that weren’t not appetizing to me…
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Girl Scouts are masterful marketers
I’ve gained three pounds since this year’s Girl Scout Cookie sales began. It’s probably not fair to blame my debauchery on sweet little girls whose only goal is to sell mouth-watering cookies to help fund troop activities, earn badges and defray costs. Forget dirty bombs and germ warfare. Our overseas enemies could learn a trick or two from the Little Brownie® Bakers. There is something so seductive about a Samoa cookie wrapped in a warm caramel blanket, hugged by chocolate and toasted coconut. My husband and I are convinced that there must be an addictive ingredient in the Thin Mints which intensifies if you freeze them before devouring. I first…
