Coffee House Chat

My friend Roberta does these lovely little blog chats as if you were besties, sitting across from each other at your favorite coffee house with your drink of choice. I love these little posts, they’re so personal and friendly. So being that I haven’t really gotten creative in the kitchen or with my camera lately, I thought I’d give it a try. On any other given day I’d probably just order a small dark roast, but on such occasion with time to indulge I think I would order a mocha (that is to say chocolate in flavor- not regionally specific coffee beans) but of course with skim, because obviously calories matter. You probably noticed that I limped over to the table with a cane, trying to balance the purse on my shoulder and carry a coffee without trying to draw more attention to myself by spilling it. I still haven’t gotten the knack of making it all look smooth and seamless. You see, I still have a rather large lump on the left side of my backside from my recent fall down the stairs. It is rather obvious, so I’d probably try to crack a joke. Maybe ask to find a table for three? You, me and my hematoma. When we would go to sit at our cafรฉ table I should probably squirm a little on the wooden chair. Ugh. Naturally, I wouldn’t want to bore you with the details of the fall, I’d want to know what was new with you! And you would be so gracious, I’m sure, going along like nothing was out of the ordinary. You would talk about life and the weather… how warm it’s been and how you’ve been spending the summer.

In turn, I’d tell you how great the summer started off, campingย in our new travel trailer and visiting my parent’s cabin in Michigan’s upper peninsula. I’d probably complain about how I have no good pictures to prove any of it. I might share with you the exciting news that we purchased a vacation home off of Lake Michigan, but cry toย you about notย being able to spend any time there -since all I do is try and mend my aching bum. You would assure me that there is plenty of time for that ahead. And I would agree with you that I know you’re right… as I wince from the annoying pain from this darn bump that keeps pushing on my nerve endings. Then I would probably tell you about the frustration of finding the right pain medicine. You would already know, because you know me so well, that I hate relying on medicine (and perpetuating the industry) and loathe taking Tylenol let alone anything stronger. And I would express to you my joy that most days I can get through with Motrin, and my optimism about the night soon-to-come that I can sleep in comfort. I’d probably be disappointed in myself that the conversation turned again towards my inconvenient situation, so I’d ask you if you’ve tried any new recipes lately.

You would be thrilled to tell me about a new method you used to cook a recent meal, because you know how enthusiastic I get about food. I’d ask you to tell me every detail. We’d get lost in conversation for a few minutes, and it would be so nice to be distracted from my pain, not to mention to get away from the political discussions that are saturating all media. Next I’d ask you about your family. You would let me know what they have been up to and how they are all doing. I’d have to tell you how guilty I feel that my family has dedicated their entire summer to helping me… And I would realize that no matter how hard I tried my conversationย always came back to my injury.ย I confessย I am not good company, but I appreciate that you visit with me anyway. <3


  1. Lol Sadie!…๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ Poor sister! You are in fact always good company! I wish you were doing all the things you wanted/planned to do, but such as it is, this summer has been dear to me!

  2. I would absolutely LOVE to sit down and have a cuppa with you Sadie and let you commiserate, because that’s what friends do! You hang in there, all will be well before you know it sweetie! xoxo

  3. Hi Sadie, what a lovely post you wrote there. I love the style of it. Congrats on the holiday cabin, which I’m sure you and the family will stay at very often once you get better. There’s no need to tell you how much I love your sense of humour – me and my hematoma. You had me in stitches at that! Keeping you in my thoughts and get well soon my dear friend xx

    1. Thank you Roberta, my inspiration! When I think about how far I’ve come since the fall I can see the progress. It’s just such a slow process… Glad I could make you laugh!

  4. Aww Sadie you are amazing! I’m really impressed how positive you have remained through all this. God bless you! It is so sweet and precious to see the kids together all the time-you can tell they all love being together (and certainly don’t seem to be tiring of it)๐Ÿ˜Š Thanks for the coffee & chat; I love spending time with you! (I bought you a pastry while we were there to cheer you up:) Enjoy ๐Ÿชโ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿฉ Lol Love you!

  5. Aww Sadie, I wish I could come over and have coffee with you! ๐Ÿ˜‰ Hope you are feeling better each day, sweet friend! Praying for you! Out of curiosity — does soaking help the pain at all? While I was reading this, I was wishing I could take you to the hot springs — seems like that helps all kinds of aches and pains. Love and hugs!

    1. You’re so sweet! I’m fine ๐Ÿ™‚ Heat helps, my tub is upstairs and for so long I didn’t want to climb the stairs to soak… I really should. I have the Epsom salts.

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