A day outside with young Master Duke


The coffee addict and the tea problem

Morning all, March is almost over, and camping season is soon to start. What do I mean? It’s almost April, Minnesota regularly gets snow and freezing temperatures in April. You are nuts Wease. Yes, I figure if you have read my blog for any length of time, you will realize that I’m nuts.

But first, let’s talk about Tea.

I was born in the early 1970’s, almost half a century ago. Holy Crap, this year is my half century mark, Woot woot! Okay, enough of that. My first caffeinated drink was iced tea. Sun Tea to be precise. Long before Diet Dr Pepper became my cold beverage of choice, it was tea in a gallon jug, left in the sun all day to steep.

The addiction to coffee didn’t arrive until I began to wear scrubs for a living. Coffee was too expensive to waste on kids. We had our tea with sugar and stirred the snot out of it. In winter, a hot cup was nice to have on Saturday or Sundays, but that was rare. I wasn’t allowed near a stove until after I moved out of the house.

My upbringing was less than usual, as I’ve found out.

Now that I’m older, and have made my peace with most things, in the afternoons and evenings, it seems that tea wins the day and my eternal love. For many years, I didn’t have it in the house, unless it was the instant tea mix that I switched to when soda became a problem. I just didn’t bother.

Then, I was corrupted into chai. I also found Earl Grey, and English and Irish Breakfast teas. There’s a lovely cranberry tea, and a to die for Lapsang Souchong. Tea has become my ritual, my serenity, and a cup of peace int he evenings.

I take my camping pot, which I keep at my desk, and head to the kitchen. I put the water on to boil, and head to the necessary. When I return, the water is bubbling and happy. I take my little pot of hot goodness back to the desk, and prepare the cauldron… my cup. I put the bag of choice or whichever looseleaf I’m interested in in the strainer. Put the strainer in the cup, add 2 sweetener packets, and pour the hot liquid over the top.

Once my watch’s timer goes off, I remove the bag or leaves, stir the fragrant deliciousness, and have my first sip. My back eases. All tension leaves my neck. My shoulders drop, and my neck, sometimes pops from relief of strain. From my scalp, to my toes, all cares and worries leave me. For a brief 20 minutes, the world is a perfect, sweet, comfortable place to be.

Afterwards, I pour the dregs into my philodendron. The little bit of cool water left in my camping pot goes in there as well. I grab a fresh flour sack towel, and wipe out both my cup and the strainer, and it goes back into the pride of place spot on my desk. I clean everything else up, and am ready to do the next right thing.

This little ceremony doesn’t have any reproduceable medical benefits, only psychological. For me, it’s better than any anti-depressant I’ve ever taken. It’s certainly cheaper.

I hope you are well, I hope your day is sacred to your soul. I want to Thank You for all you do. Huge hugs, from Minnesota. -L

P.S. I’m thinking of putting a Lapsang Souchong and a lovely Jasmine tea on the next Amazon order. Hmm…

It’s the little things

Spirality drawing2

Hello all, I’ve been playing on the laptop for a few days. It’s actually been surprisingly entertaining. I’ve discovered twitch. I’ve also been struck by curiosity stream, and other venues of mischievous entertainment. Heck, I’ve even been playing a modern version of jezzball. Jezzball, that game I spent a thousand hours back when Windows 98 was king.

The Hubs and I live really quiet lives. We are for the most part okay. I’m waiting to hear back from these, thems and those people on medical things. He’s waiting for something similar from his people.

Meanwhile, all is well. Oh, and I found a cute mandala creating app.

Hugs, hope all is well with you. –L

Yawn, stretch… Ahh.

Morning all, Just settled in at the patio in Worthington. It was certainly nice to sleep in my own bed. I’m still working on emptying the van from the weekend.

I figure as I need things, and work on it, the van will be emptied. It’s actually how I loaded the van, so in reverse, over a few days, it will work.

I feel so much better. I’m thinking to break the back of old man winter, I may have to schedule a couple of days away at a hotel somewhere. Just to be, and relax and do.

I passed my Minnesota Driver’s Exam today. The license will be on it’s way within a month or so, and I’m excited about it. I felt rude trying to and failing that test before. How could I tell someone I sponsor to do the right thing if I wasn’t doing exactly that?

Other than that, there’s not much to talk about today. I’m doing okay. I’m working on behaving, and life is still good. The only crisis? The house is too stinking warm with the furnace running. Sighs. I will get over myself. The hubs needs to be comfortable. -L