#1537 Day 39 of getting there: old school coffee

As might be expected at this time of life, I ran out of my first item today, amidst the corona isolation.

And it was, brace yourself, a truly NECESSARY item.

Coffee beans!

(SHOCK! HORROR!)

Obviously I am kidding (or am I?) being all first-world problem, but today was the first day I truly felt the inconvenience of being unable to jump in a car and run down to pick up something like a whole bag of beans, ripped out of my grasp.

So as I stood there, clearly without, I decided to raid the cupboard… surely I had some kind of coffee in there, right?

I mean I had the instant coffee stuff. And Hubbie made a mean instant coffee, not that he was there… but I knew what he did and what his process was, and I was willing to recreate it if I didn’t find anything in my search.

In fact it was like killing two birds with one stone. I’d been meaning to give the pantry a massive re-sort and tidy up, in the process checking use-by dates and chucking stuff that didn’t serve a purpose anymore.

I came across two bags. One was ground Macedonian coffee, use by…?

2017.

Throw.

The next one was a Turkish coffee, you know, those rectangle-type packets that are hard like a brick? Yeah those ones. This was the Negrita brand, and when I turned it upside down I found…

2018.

Damn it.

Because I couldn’t see anything else in my vision,ย I immediately went to ask my right-hand woman what she thought.

Right-hand woman being Google.

“Can you use unopened ground coffee past the use-by date?”

The general consensus was it would be fine to drink… but it wasn’t worth it.

Because it would taste like shit.

Throw.

Okay, so fine. It was going to be the instant coffee. I would be fine.

Sure I would be fine. It would taste great.

Fine.

But then I went to the pantry, and something next to the big packet of sugar in the corner of the cupboard caught my eye…

Another foreign packet?

A coffee packet?

Ground coffee it WAS. Grinders. I sighed.

‘This one will have an expiry of 2019, surely.’

It would be another throw.

I turned it over unenthusiastically, looking for a date, and found –

‘Use by 12/2020.’

WHAT? That was later this year!

I actually jumped for joy! Baby girl walked in and found me clutching the packet of ground coffee like it was gold.

Oh this iso is doing crazy things to us.

So, I went old school.

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I took my little pot out and added sugar, coffee, water, and then waited as it came to the boil.

There was something beautiful about the process. There was no automatic machine grinding the beans, with milk and caffeine coming out of stainless steel spouts at different intervals.

It was slow. Measured. It felt a bit like the stage of life we are in. Where we are forced to slow down, take it easy, and step back from the rush, the convenience, the instant-gratification of life that we have grown so used to.

I then sat down with my coffee, and my Anzac bikkie from yesterday’s baking…

And I slurped.

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Ahh.

You know what the funny thing is? I did that turning over the coffee cup thing where the grounds run down the cup to the saucer so that you can ‘read’ your future…

I usually have several, if not 7 or 8 lines running out of my cup, they are considered ‘paths’…

Today, I had one main one.

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That’s because now with corona, I ain’t going no where!

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But soon, maybe soon, I will have a big path… that’s what my old school coffee told me anyway. ๐Ÿ˜‰

#1496 Chocolate to get through

Day 2 for me of this corona-getting-isolated business.

But the virus had nothing to do with why I was reaching for the sweet stuff this afternoon.

My neck and back was killing me – I don’t yet have a proper desk chair for work.

I had my final assessment at work – oh my God, tension and stress eat your heart out.

And then, I didn’t get to squeeze in a coffee either – too damn busy.

I know. SHOCK HORROR.

After I picked up baby girl I promptly set about making a coffee for me, a babycino for her…

And you know, I have been good for SO LONG. I don’t really reach for anything processed or sweet anymore, really I don’t.

Rarely. That includes chocolate.

But today, I fished out a huge block of personalised Cadbury chocolate that was gifted to me long ago by a friend’s daughter… I guess it’s one of those things where it’s so damn big you put it away in the pantry, but then because it’s so big it gets slid to the side, and well…

kind of overlooked and forgotten.

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Oooh, but I found it. All this corona business had me reevaluating our pantry and fridge the other day, checking what we had, and then I saw this beauty.

I was pleasantly surprised to find that the big block had two individually wrapped medium blocks within it… to retain the freshness longer.

Yummy.

I had 6 blocks of chocolate! 6! They were delicious!

AND I HAD NO GUILT WHATSOEVER.

After this week, I deserved it.

And I am here to say, SO DO YOU.

Just do it.

Make sure you’re doing what you have to, to get through this… whatever ‘this’ is to you.

Including, eating chocolate. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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#1475 Maths can make you happy

Do you know how close I was to posting another coffee-related post today? That would have made it three in a row.

But I refrained. I found something harder to capture visually, but much sweeter.

It was after school and baby girl was using Mathletics – it’s a maths app that assists learning at home as well as in the classroom.

She somehow happened across a live challenge area of the app – of course – and was suddenly given 1 minute to complete maths equations suited for her level.

Before I realised what was going on, I turned to see her going –

“4 + 3,” holding up her hands with four fingersย  on one hand and three fingers on the other, and proceeding to count them together to make 7.

She did this five more times with different equations. I just stared, watching her quickly work out how to add up the numbers to find her answer, amazed that she was doing it accurately.

She got 6 out of 6.

It was one of those moments of growth I was so happy to have been able to witness. I had just recently been to a parent info meeting at her school that touched on children not justย  knowing the answer, but knowing how to work it out too.

Seeing baby girl work it out in front of me, was the simplest yet most satisfying thing to see.

Our children grow up in front of our eyes, and catching those moments of growth as it happens is the greatest reward us parents get, for all of our sacrifices, sleepless nights, tears shed, endless moments of worry and stresses about the future.

Let’s take all the rewards we can. โค

 

#1473 Double the treats with Hubbie

You know what’s great about having coffee with a loved one?

Two coffees… means two treats.

(Or in our case, 2 and a half ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ)

But whereas I’ve been good and going for simple, health-ier nibblies (like a tahini biscuit, for example) Hubbie doesn’t hold back, and goes for let’s say, a Portuguese tart.

Like today.

But… the custard was too eggy for him…

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So I ate it.

Nom nom nom.

Just so you know, I’m going really well in my new routine and sticking to my guns, but sometimes you just gotta say “YES!” to the custard… ๐Ÿฎ

#1456 Pieces of straw

It crossed my mind today that maybe I should give this whole gratitude blog thing a rest.

It was just one of those days, where everything bothered me.

But somewhere in the afternoon I found some things to grasp onto, and keep me going.

A great cappuccino made by Hubbie.

Chocolate. Many pieces.

And then one of my fave movies. I put on –

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God bless art. ALL FORMS. Within minutes I was laughing as Meryl Streep’s character Julia Child was going ga-ga over buttered fish in a French restaurant.

It is an amazing movie, and Streep’s performance is phenomenal.

I think I gravitated towards this movie, and it’s the kind that always picks me up, because it shows the two stories of women who were in a slump in their life, struggling to find a place to belong, went through much difficulty and hardships to get what they wanted, but in the end…

THEY GOT THERE. THEY GOT IT.

I really needed this movie today. I cried with happiness just as much as I did with emotion.

It was the needle that helped me get out of the stack. โ™ฅ

#1452 “Live baby live!” in the car

For Melburnians out there (and anyone listening to digital radio online) did you know that the station GOLD 104.3 is not GOLD 104.3 anymore?

Okay, kinda not true. So the name ‘GOLD’ remains in the station title. But their vision has changed… because in fact, there are no ‘golden oldies’ as they used to call them.

They have like, everything now.

They have Michael Jackson… the 80s. (Whoops the 80s are now 40 years ago! ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฑ).

They have Michael Buble (now that is a more recent artist ๐ŸŽต).

And I’ve even heard them play Ricky Martin’s Livin’ La Vida Loca (crap, that’s 19 years old if I think carefully about it… ๐Ÿค”)

But they do play artists like Pink as well, so take that. ๐Ÿ˜

My point is, they aren’t as OLD as they used to be. (Or maybe I’m catching up? ๐Ÿ˜‚).

Anyway, I enjoy the throwbacks, and Gold found it’s way out of the car speakers once again today as we drove across town. Baby girl was at school, Hubbie and I were driving to service his car, and the sun was SHINING. ๐ŸŒž

We had just finished our Macca’s drive-through coffees (no coffee snobbery allowed when you are short on time) so were kinda high on LIFE. โ˜•

One song finished and the radio station did that little promo thing, where they promote themselves in a 5 second ad… and I could hear the familiar music of the next song starting to creep out of the closing ad, slowly increasing.

“Oh!” We both said.

I reached for the volume and turned it up to like 50. ๐Ÿ”Š

Windows down. Sun streaming through the windows. And then we sang along with Michael Hutchence as he belted –

“LIVE BABY LIVE! Now that the day is over.”

Oh! What an opening! What words, what power, what amazing music! โค

We were totally pumped for the rest of the song. Jumping in the car like the crowd at Wembley! The timing was perfect. We enjoyed the noise blasting out of the car speakers, and when it was over we were devoid of any hearing capacity, but we were happy.

Happy, pumped and deaf. But most importantly, happy. ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿ˜

It was GOLD. ๐ŸŒŸ

 

#1444 Reminiscing yet looking forward

I know there are so many parents out there counting down the minutes until their brood is booted off to school for another year.

And as much as I fall into this category many times during the year, a part of me ain’t feeling it tonight.

We had such a great summer.

Today was so bittersweet. I was thinking of all the routine, school lunches, rushing out the door, urging baby girl to GET OUT OF BED, and then oh God, those Winter mornings… so far away and yet so INEVITABLE.

Ugh.

Baby girl and I enjoyed a babycino/coffee break on the balcony today, which seemed like a fitting holiday send-off before a new school year.

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And then tonight, after we checked her uniform and got her lunchbox requests sorted, I spotted the remnants of a stunning sunset.

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A truly beautiful sky. Wisps of barely-there clouds floating through the middle, seemingly connecting the heavens to the earth…

Our dreams and wishes to us mere mortals?

Here’s hoping for a superb year that is more sweet than it is bitter. โ™ฅ