Weekend Coffee Share ☕️

I wasn’t sure what to talk about for this weeks Weekend Coffee Share, as it has been an oddly slow but hectic week.

If we were having coffee . . .

I’d say nothing really exciting happened this week. It seems like my former coworker is finally moving on and the hired her replacement. He seems to be on his A-game. He’s not too tightly wound and it appears he has a wicked sense of humor, so I think he’ll fit right in with our band of bandits and misfits.

This weekend I decided to go old school

Weekend Coffee Share, Part Deux

If we were having coffee. . .

I’d say holla. This is my 300th post! 😃 And I truly appreciate ya’ll reading!

If we were having coffee. . .

I’d say thanks for joining me again. I really do enjoy these moments we spend together catching up.

I’ve been wanting to go climbing for a while and in spite of the pain, I pulled out my climbing gear, got a Zipcar, and headed for the nearest rock climbing gym. I muscled in on some folks and we took turns belaying one another and I walked away after a little over an hour with the numbers of a few gym rats and feeling totally exhilarated. However, I’m paying for it today. But it’s a good kind of burn.

Now for some white water.

Weekend Coffee Share

If we were having coffee, I’d say thank you for joining me at my new weekend coffee spot. I’d also tell you that today is on me, so pick your poison and a pastry if you dare.

As I sit here thinking about the events of this past week, I can honestly say it was pretty uneventful. Boring actually, if that’s possible. 

How was your week? I hope it was pretty calm and if it was exciting, I hope it was riddled with fun.

Since I’ve been in Denver, I’ve been looking for a church home and so far have been unsuccessful. On Thursday I spoke with a pastor of a church that’s only four blocks from my apartment. I’ve been eyeing it since moving here, but. . . 

Weekend Coffee Share

You know, just when you think you have a handle on life – it throws you a boomerang. I usually get up around 6:30 am to get ready for work. Well, this past Thursday, I had to wake myself up because I was having a dream about death – not exactly

Eating Corn Pops and Thinking

So, I’m sitting here eating a bowl of Corn Pops and figuring out a few things:

1) What am I going to have for dinner. My bloody fridge has a freakin’ mind of its own. It has frozen all of my vegetables and I’m pretty pissed about that because as you know vegetables aren’t cheap. I have fiddled with the thermostat and it’s below the recommended setting.

I took my cucumber and lettuce out to fix a salad and yep they were both frozen.