Family of 5 Coughing in Unison

IMG_3723It was a weeknight like any other in the Riley house except that throughout the house you could hear surround sound coughing. Brandon in his room, the girls downstairs, Sarah and I on the couches watching Sherlock. I assumed mine would go away. I usually heal quickly from colds though lately my allergies have been causing some post nasal drip so I wasn’t sure if it would get worse. I knew calling in sick the next day was out of the question, I had too much in my plans and I didn’t leave sub-plans. I needed to be there. That was about when the unison coughs began.

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Blood Jump

IMG_3452Remember as a kid you found stuff while exploring in a field, on a farm, near a creek, or other remote location. I had times down the creek by my house that were the stuff Wordsworth hinted at.

THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore;–
Turn wheresoe’er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.

I saw a jump some kids had made today and it … Read the rest

Turkish Coffee

This post is from a series here called Coffee Vocab Tuesdays
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Okay, so I went into my favorite Starbucks this morning and had a new adventure in caffeine. I joked in “Coffee Vocab pt. I” about how I usually say: “If I can’t chew it, it’s not coffee.” Well, I kid you not, the guy in front of me literally meant that when he ordered something called “Turkish Coffee.” In a 10 minute wait, I learned a new term, and got a new drink!!!

I’m such a line eavesdropper. That’s one reason I don’t mind waiting in them. I usually opt out of the fast pass at Disneyland, … Read the rest

Coffee Vocab

This post is from a series here I did a while back called Coffee Vocab
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Serving me a simple cup of coffee is no picnic. I have drank black coffee since I was 22 (I don’t know why but lately I feel this inner need to articlulate to strangers just how old I am. It certainly isn’t to brag, my birtrhday is in June, and I am no spring chicken. – I was born in the last year of the 1960’s there, is that less tacky?) Anyway, I got a Starbucks this morning. Same thing as always . . . Hot Coffee type barista hottie says: “Can I help you?” … Read the rest