Thursday Thoughts

Talking in Code
This past Monday, our niece Jessie and her boyfriend Rob joined Bill and Jen and I at my house for a Labor Day barbecue. At some point in the afternoon, Jessie and Jen began talking in what appeared to be some sort of code. I kept hearing the letters PSL with lots of smiles. I finally admitted my ignorance, and they explained that the letters stood for pumpkin spice latte. As you probably know, Starbucks has begun offering the beverage, to most everyone’s delight. I haven’t yet done my annual pumpkin spice rant, and probably won’t do so this year. As I have explained, I’m not particularly anti-pumpkin; I simply don’t know why we can’t get just as excited about apples this time of year. I will tell you that they all seemed to enjoy my apple cake, and there wasn’t a single complaint about the lack of pumpkin pie.

Traitor to the Cause
I have to admit something at this point. The other day, while I was waiting for Bill to finish his boxing class, I wandered over to the grocery store and noticed the ubiquitous Starbucks. They were advertising something called a Pumpkin Cream Cold Brew. It looked very good. I was hot, and had only had a single cup of coffee that morning at breakfast. Friends, I succumbed to the temptation, and ordered a pumpkin cream cold brew, one pump of pumpkin flavor only. I must reluctantly admit that it was delicious. So good, in fact, that I believe I will order another today, only this time a size up….

But They Go Too Far
Despite my apparent tolerance for All Things Pumpkin Spice, I must admit that the pumpkin spice lobby doesn’t fail to always go one step too far. As an example…..

Among the British mysteries that I watch, my favorites almost always take place in the 20s and 30s. I love to see the elegant women in their glittery gowns with their long gloves pulled up over their elbows and their cigarettes dangling in the long holder. Martinis are always their adult beverage of choice, and I particularly like when they serve them in coupe glasses, which seem more realistic for the times. So I was delighted when I spotted these coupe martini glasses recently, and for only $3.20 a stem. A smoking bargain. I’m pretty sure I look like Zelda Fitzgerald when I am drinking my martini out of this glass. Minus the cigarette, of course…..

The Truth Hurts
The other day, I was following a trailer, and noticed the sign on the back of the vehicle. The message might be a little strong, but only a little. The truth hurts…..


2 thoughts on “Thursday Thoughts

  1. Now come on. I love your pumpkin spice rant and I’m team pumpkin spice (but even I can do without pumpkin spice toothpaste). I’m so glad you succumbed and drank a pumpkin cold brew. That cream on top is one of the best things I’ve ever tasted.
    And since I am shocked at the amount of new traffic in my area, I almost choked laughing on my pumpkin spice coffee over that truck’s sign. Amen.

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