Where's the toothpaste?
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Hey y'all, as life would have it I am insanely behind on posts. I'm reporting live from Ugly Mugs Cafe - "reporting live" like I have breaking news which I assuredly do not. At any rate, Ugly Mugs is just as it sounds, old weird or funky mugs to sip creamy latte's from, just a ten minute walk down the road from my new APARTMENT - the general inspiration for this post and the reason for the title, to be explained soon.
I am a big fan of UM (Ugly Mugs) for a few reasons. One being everyone in here is diligently working on something, and those productive vibes make their way over to me, and these days I need as much productivity juju as I can get. High ceilings, industrial feel with glass garage door windows make for a light filled space, and the smell and warm feel could easily put you to sleep (working against that juju..) The last time I was in here, a couple with their newborn grabbed some lunch, and a fellow sitting nearby asked them about their stroller and they went into this entire conversation about the best running strollers, and what he and his wife use vs. the other gentleman and his wife. Yes I was eavesdropping, but I was just kind of happy about this stroller camaraderie that I couldn't stop listening. They parted ways and the fellow sitting at the table just smiled at the exchange, which in turn made me smile. It was just a silly conversation about baby strollers but everyone involved was committed to the discussion, providing opinions and listening to others. The fact that kind of thing feels rare is not only weird but a total shame. Strike up a conversation with a stranger at a coffee shop and see what happens - I dare ya.
Ugly Mugs is an easy thumbs up for me, the jkrometer scale gives it a 9.7 - atmosphere, quality of coffee (forgot to mention that, it's good!) and overall layout and people watching (or listening) is prime. Not to mention the first time I ever sat down in this cafe, they played a King's of Leon song. I was there long enough, I heard three more and considering they are my favorite band of all time, that gave UM some major style points.
There is a gal at the table next to me that ordered a sandwich and a slice of cake, and she's eating the cake first. Enjoy these cake quotes and jokes, I know I did.
Random Amazon appreciation: I am a prime memeber, and an avid one at that. My favorite chapstick is Softlips, in the stick form, in vanilla. Nearly impossible to find it in stores anymore, and if you do it's in a weird cube shape or some wild flavor. Anyhow, I bought a pack of 12 sticks the other day for $15 bucks and felt it was one of the better purchases I've made recently. I know you're saying, $15 for chapstick? You're a lunatic! And I'm here to tell you, it's not just one chapstick. It's the convenience of having it in every purse, in your car, by your bed, maybe one or two to spare in a jean pocket (that might see itself through the washer, but anyway) Highly recommend this chapstick for the smell, the feel (not sticky or too heavy, and has SPF!) Get to shoppin, friends.
OKAY - I know you're wondering what the toothpaste title is all about. A few weeks ago, I moved into a new apartment in East Nashville (click the email button or my email address below if you'd like me to send you the new address!) My first living situation with my cousin Gina was always temporary, so the apartment hunt began months ago and for anyone looking in the Nashville area prepare to be stunned at the cost of rent. I was lucky enough to come across Kim who was looking to sublet her room in a two bedroom with Breanna, because she was moving back to her home state of NY. Breanna is LOVELY, and I am so excited for all of my upcoming visitors to meet her. The place is coming together quite well as we mesh our things into one space - decorations, dishes, keurig cups, etc. We really bonded the other day when we built a shower rack that said assembly "easy and in 10 minutes." FALSE - took two smart women, at least 45 minutes, with a few spewing profanities and way too many poles and rubber pieces. We prevailed, and we now look at it with pride.
I still didn't explain the toothpaste thing..
Mom and Dad, my superheroes and biggest supporters helped me move all of my things (stuff? crap? yeah, crap) from one apartment to the other in January, and they we're insanely helpful. Mom organized and cleaned the kitchen to perfection, Dad was the muscle and handyman hanging and building and making me laugh. I was more or less useless the entire weekend because I thought I had food poisoning (I'll spare you the details, but the porcelain throne and I we're bffs for majority of the day) but Ma thinks I had the flu. Regardless, I was miserable and my favorite couple did everything. After a long day of moving and sparingly drinking water on Saturday, I was ready for bed. With most of my stuff still more or less packed up and in bags and boxes (I was adamant I needed to organize it all myself or else I wouldn't know where anything was..) and I needed to brush my teeth. I looked at the million bags and containers of toiletries and was like oh my lord, where's the toothpaste? HA - the joys of moving.
A big big big fat thanks to Katie & Jack for being so supportive and helpful in my many moves here in Nashville, I couldn't do a dang thing without them.
All for now my friends, but stay tuned because I have quite a few more posts in the crock pot/slow cooker/they're there but need some time and some work.. HAPPY WEEKEND!
cheers y'all, Jules