If We Were Having Coffee

If we were having coffee, I’d have a lot of things to say.

If we were having coffee...

Lately I’ve been ruminating on the importance of drinking coffee with people and sharing ideas. I’m pretty sure I’ve said it before, but spending time one-on-one with someone else is my favorite kind of hangout. I love getting coffee or lunch with someone, and talking about life. Ideally, I’d get to do this every single day. But since jobs and obligations tend to get in the way, that’s not always possible. That’s why today I’m going to share with you what I would tell you if we were having coffee.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you about a Ph.D. program I’m interested in. The good news is it’s probably the most marketable degree I could get. The bad news is it’s at OU, which would make me “academically inbred.” (For those of you outside the world of academia, it’s considered inbreeding when all your degrees are from the same school.) I’ve been thinking a lot about how writing instruction is designed. (This is because I teach writing.) And I’ve been thinking of ways to better the process, as well as implement it for larger groups at a time. I’m not saying I have the key to teaching the ideal writing class online, but maybe I do? Either way, I’m going to look into the Ph.D. in Instructional Psychology and Technology program at OU.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you about how the recent cold weather has brought every bug and rodent out of the backyard and into my house. I would also tell you that Rosie is literally the worst hunter, and does nothing to stop them. Oh well. At least mouse traps are $0.96 for 4 at my local Cash Saver grocery store.

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If we were having coffee, I’d invite you to the LuLaRoe party a friend and I are having tonight. Sami and I have officially been friends for 28 years. And since our birthdays are coming up, we’re going to spend way too much on Nicole and Amelia dresses to celebrate. (Her birthday is tomorrow, and mine is on Saturday the 22nd.) You’ve probably heard all about how great their leggings are, but that’s not what I’m all about. Since I can’t wear leggings to work, and I’m not 100% comfortable with patterns on my thighs, I stick to the dresses and skirts. And I stick to them because they can be dressed up or down for work or for weekend stuff.

(SIDE BAR: Is anyone interested in a post about how to wear LuLaRoe multiple ways? By which I mean how to wear it for work or play? If so, lemme know in the comments.)

If we were having coffee, I’d ask you to divulge all the ways you cheated on multiple choice tests in high school in college. I’m going to be giving a multiple choice test to students in November, and I want to preemptively stop any and all cheating. (Mainly, I want to do this so I don’t have to turn in anyone for academic misconduct.) And, I think by eliminating as many opportunities as possible for them to cheat, it will make it hard for them to use anything but their brain.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you all about my new love for Saxon Park. (It’s a great place to walk your dog when you can no longer walk her because of the neighbors.) It’s in far southeast Norman, just south of Highway 9. The city parks and rec site designates it as “undeveloped,” but I think it’s perfect. There’s no playground, but there are a series of gravel walking trails that are perfect for walking Rosie. The one downside to all of it is my stupid brain though. While walking through the trails with Rosie and Chris the other day, I said, “Wouldn’t it be scary if one of those clowns they keep talking about on the news was here in the park, just standing on the trail?” I don’t know why I thought that. Chris let me know that I was pretty much ruining everything.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I have a solid plan to get mani-pedis with Katie tomorrow, and I couldn’t be more excited. Every whipstitch I need to take some time to get my hooves filed down, so I look more like a human person. Though, I have to say I’m pretty much paralyzed by the color choices. What’s your favorite fall nail color that is also acceptable to wear to work and that will match with my wardrobe?

 

Okay. Now your turn. If we were having coffee, what would you tell me?

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14 comments

  1. How about a muted plum or brown?

  2. I’d tell you “Tell me more about LuLaRoe” because I’m kinda digging those leggings. Dresses…pushaw, unless I’m pregnant you aren’t seeing me in one. Skirts, sure, but let’s not go crazy.

    I keep seeing headlines on the clown stuff but never open it because I want to think that our society isn’t that effing stupid. Oh wait….

  3. If we were having coffee…

    -I’d tell you that I’ve never cheated on a test. I used to do English and
    History homework for others in high school. I’m properly ashamed.

    -There’a a guy that’s I know via the interwebs that I kinda like.
    I want to ask him to my company Christmas party, but part of me
    thinks that it’s a horrible idea.

    -this fall/winter I really want to learn how to put on eyeliner.

    PS-I like dark purples and reds for fall nail polish. Maybe a dark grey?

    • It sounds like we were quite similar in high school. And you should totally ask that guy to the Christmas party. I think it would be a lot of fun, and it might make the “mandatory fun” aspect of company parties a lot more exciting for you.

      I have a post coming up about makeup, so get ready for some eyeliner how to info.

  4. I love dark purple colors for my nails this time of year! I was home-schooled so I can’t give any tips on cheating. Good luck keeping your students in line! 🙂

  5. Loved this! your authenticity is beautiful. I am looking into an educational doctorate in Educational Psychology. Looks like we have a desire to learn in common! I see what you mean about university inbred. However, I think being happy about the education you’re paying for is more important! 🙂

    xo,
    Valerie

  6. If we were having coffee, there would be Baileys in it for starters. I might then wax nostalgic for a few tics about professors past and then jump straight into bragging on my wife who just finish her doctorate while working full time, and about how my son is finishing up his senior year at Cornell and is entertaining the likes of Carnegie Mellon or Berkeley for graduate school. And yes, I often namedrop where my son goes to school and I don’t apologize.

    If we were having coffee, I would ask about you, what you are writing, and why? And then I would tell you about what I’m writing because I’m like that.
    I would also bring up antiquated cheating styles from my high school days which involved low tech methods (no cell phones for us back then) of taping formulas and definitions to backs of fellow conspirators hidden discreetly under letterman jackets. As far as modern techniques and cheating in college as a whole, I can’t help you… I was actually honest and my marks can confirm that claim.

    If we were having coffee, I would remind you how much I ramble. I would also debate until I’m blue in the face that Hemingway, Bukowski, and Harry Potter are NOT overrated but should only be read occasionally by those stable enough to read carefully. It’s not censorship if the people involved are stupid.

    Be that as it may, above all else, If we were having coffee, I would order another round, because just one cup of coffee with you wouldn’t be enough… even with the Baileys.

    Sincerely,
    Mike: the god of torturing old people.

    • MIIIIIIIIIIKE!

      I love this. It makes me think we really need to get coffee. When are you coming back to Oklahoma? Let me know. I can think of nothing better than talking about old professors and writing with a fellow comrade from the Gittinger Hall trenches. (BTW, they are knocking down Gittinger Hall. All evidence of our past debauchery will be erased forever.)

      And congratulations are in order! Tell your wife that I’m so impressed by (and jealous of) her doctorate! That’s absolutely fantastic. Tell your son to keep up the good work, and I’ll be looking for his name listed amongst the authors next time I peruse some scholarly articles.

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