just sayin’
November 28, 2007 by moriahjoy
If someone brought me a hot chocolate or a mocha or anything hot right now, I think I would love them forever.
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Oh, I am sipping hot chocolate right now… I would make you a mug and send it if I could! :)
My apartment is also quite chilly… but that’s because my roommate and I decided to be economical yesterday and turn down the heat. haha…
Hope you find some warmth!
Aww, thanks! Yeah, I keep my apartment colder, too, for economical reasons, but there I have warm blankets to snuggle up in and multiple layers readily available should I so desire. PLUS the ability to turn the heat up. ;)
My cube mate actually brought a blanket in and is walking around with it wrapped around her like a coat. I might have to do the same tomorrow. I haven’t taken my coat off all day.
Somebody randomly gave me a hot chocolate today. It was special.
That made me think of snow and what a white christmas would be like. (When I was younger we’d decorate the tree with lots of cotton wool to mimic snow but that seems to have fallen out of fashion, lights are the in-thing now)
We only have two seasons here- dry and rainy, in recent years the two have merged with the changes in climate. So we now have one long summer all year round!
I dream of snow and snowball fights. They look like so much fun!
Wish I could send you some sunshine to warm your day ;=)
My dear Esau-ress alas we are too far apart, otherwise that hot mocha would be coming right up!
Wherever you are have one on me….and love me forever! ;=)))))
My dear Esau-ress alas we are too far apart, otherwise that hot mocha would be coming right up!
Wherever you are have one on me….and love me forever! ;=)))))
Haha, thanks, David. I have a work meeting at a coffee shop later today, so I just might have that mocha. =)
I’ve never been likened to Esau before – hairy, red, and temperamental, eh? hmm
Lis,
Our coffee machine at work, which also provides hot water for tea and cocoa is malfunctioning, giving forth absolutely cold water and coffee – yuck! ;)
I’m quite jealous. ;) How wonderful – especially with how cold yesterday was!
David,
I have only ever known white Christmases – I cannot imagine Christmas without snow, not having known anything else.
One of the best things about childhood was bundling up, heading into three or four foot drifts of snow and building tunnels and “caves”, making snow angels and snowmen, and having snow ball fights – staying outside until you were too numb to feel your fingers or until the sun set, coming inside, stripping off all your cold, wet snow gear, having your skin tingle as it warms, and drinking hot cocoa your mother made for you, perhaps with a piece of toast, your cheeks flushed rosy as the blood flows, warming your body.
Someday, I hope you are able to experience snow!
Interesting that your climate has changed; mine has, too, and the winters aren’t as cold, the snow doesn’t fall as much or as deep, and the seasons seem to get mixed up quite a bit on what their proper display should be.
Thanks for the wish. =)
Esau gave up “all” for a bowl of hot soup!
Just couldn’t pass up your deal, everlasting love (with a good writer) for a hot mocha!! You bet!
P.S
Oh, I would love to travel someday…and among other things experience snow and organic coffee yoghurt ;=). In the meantime I am happy to experience the world through books and telly!
One day to come I wish for you an African christmas replete with “all from scratch food” yams and potatoes steamed in banana leaf, cooked plantain, smoked beef, fresh grilled tilapia…all manner of tropical fruit… the works, an African smorgersbord.
And to cap, an open air dance, under the stars, to the sound of live traditional music from an authentic village band.
Saving you a place at the dinner table ( and dancefloor) for then!
Esau gave up “all” for a bowl of hot soup! Just couldn’t pass up your deal, everlasting love (with a good writer) for a hot mocha!! You bet!
Hahahaha, I must have been swamped at work because I didn’t catch that reference at all. When I read “Esau”, all I associated with it was hairiness and a rash temper. Laughing aloud.
Whoops. ;)
This might be news, but my love is worth a little more than one hot mocha! No matter how cold I was that day. *grin*
There was a picture book when I was a child that was a tender love story of a mother and son. It started off with the mother taking care of her son from birth, followed their relationship through the years and then transferred to the grown son taking care of his mother in her old age…and the refrain of the book was “I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, but as long as I’m living, my baby you’ll be.” (Switched out to “my mother you’ll be” when the son was taking care of his mother.) I remember loving that story and adopting that phase in fun, inserting whatever I felt like at the moment directed toward whomever I was speaking. I’m sure, in part, that influence influenced my post. Haha. I’d joke with my siblings growing up, “If you give me a backrub or give me some of your food, etc. I’ll love you forever, and like you for always, as long as I’m living, my sibling you’ll be.” ;) They’d point out they were my sibling regardless of whether or not they gave me a backrub. But I was hoping they wouldn’t bother with logic. ;p
Oooh quaint story :o)
I guess I’d better stop worrying about the very practical problem of getting a hot mocha across the atlantic to a damsel in shivers!
…and I retract the Esau-ress tag as well *grin*.
Bon weekend mon amie.
Saving you a place at the dinner table (and dancefloor) for then!
I’ve always wanted to travel to visit various parts of the world, and I hope to one day; I’ve never been outside North America, mostly due to life circumstances precluding me from pursuing that, but one day I hope to be able to experience what I’ve only experienced through books, television, and the internet. =)
Your wish for me to experience an African Christmas sounds so amazing. I’ve never had plantain or smoked beef. But tilapia and yams are two of my favorite foods, and I can only assume I’ve never tasted proper tropical fruit as it would taste in its home (as opposed to having been shipped), though I am a fan of what I’ve had. *grin*
Are there traditional African dishes that are tied to your Christmas celebration in particular? And what kind of Christmas trees do you have?
And to cap, an open air dance, under the stars, to the sound of live traditional music from an authentic village band.
Sounds absolutely amazing. You paint a very beautiful picture, David.
I guess I’d better stop worrying about the very practical problem of getting a hot mocha across the atlantic to a damsel in shivers!
Well, wait now. I said my love is worth more than merely one hot mocha. That doesn’t intimate that chocolate and coffee aren’t a necessary part of the equation! ;) In philosophy, we’d say “Mochas are a necessary but not sufficient requirement to procuring true love.” Or somethin’ like that.
Haha. =)
Have a great weekend!