Dear Mr. Hanks:
What kind of scam do you have going on? I have been wearing my beautiful bracelets. Using my lip gloss. Even wore my scarf. What I am not doing is drinking cappuccino before I leave for work in the morning. It has been a week. I am getting up early. A shot of caffeine in the am to get my blood pumping would be fantastic. Ironic isn't it? No coffee shop in town. My dream is to have a coffee shop. Waiting on my machine to be delivered. What a cruel twist of fate.
Sincerely,
It would be easier to enjoy my Oprah High With Cappuccino
PS: Flag Girl if I had a coffee shop, I would make #1 my Barista. It would probably have to be an afternoon shift. Rumor has it, he might not want a 6:00 am shift. But, seriously, I think he would be great at it. The quirky Barista guy. Charming the ladies. Serving a cup of sarcasm and wit with the lattes. Now all I need is Hubby to jump on the coffee shop train! In the meantime maybe #1 should start learning how to make coffee. This is starting to all come together now. As Oprah would say, we need to put our dreams out there. Believe in it. Buy lottery tickets. Oprah didn't say that. It is just one of my plans.
2 comments:
Where does he put his application in?
My imagination. Done. I will keep his application on file.
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