An extra coffee definitely happened this morning. Even better, it happened in bright pink!
Does this cup look familiar?
I actually bought a couple lids for my Tervis tumblers this past weekend – one for hot drinks and one for cold. It makes it very handy to grab and go. I was sipping some coffee this morning, then I just stuck a lid on it, and voila! Travel-friendly.
It’s the little things, I tell ya.
Coffee held me over for a while, but soon after my tummy started grumbling for some lunch!
Same as yesterday, but with some pecans thrown in there for fun.
Last night before we were seated for dinner at Biaggi’s, we were sitting at the bar waiting for our table. When the bartender got to me, he said, “and what can I get you ma’am?”
I told him water, thanks, and then looked at my mom and said, “I just got ma’amed!!”
Now this is just my opinion, but if you call me ma’am, I automatically don’t like you. Ok maybe that’s a little harsh, but I still don’t like it! I’ve got the rest of my life to be a ma’am, and it makes me feel old. For now, let’s just go with Miss, OK?
I do suppose it’s better than being called “sir.” I’ll never forget one time when I was watching Who Wants to be a Millionaire and Merideth Viera said she was called “sir” that weekend. Repeatedly. Apparently she was in a ball cap and in a hardware store, but the store owner repeatedly asked her if she “needed any help, sir?” I do love that she also laughed it off and made fun of herself on national television about it
Same goes for getting carded for buying alcohol. To think I used to get excited when I didn’t get carded, and now I love getting carded, and hate when I actually do get carded.
Back to work for a few more hours…have a good one, friends!
How do you feel about getting ma’am’ed? Do you call other women “ma’am?”