1. I never realized how intense Genesis can get. We're reading 15-25 right now in Bible study and I'm overwhelmed. It reminds me of Beth Moore's Patriarch study and chapter 16's title "The Trouble with Helping God." How often we fall short.
2. I'm a good friend. I'm a child of God. Remembering and being found in Him this week. His truth is Truth.
3. Shakespeare paper in progress: Cleopatra, Shakespeare's Masculine Feminine
4. A Visit From The Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan
5. The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton
6. Shakespeare's Hamlet and King Lear
7. By Thursday I will find out if I've been accepted to the World Race.
8. Spanish quiz.
9. Family dinner with two girls I've been friends with since freshman year of college: proof that not all is lost.
10. Lunch with dear, sweet Leigha.
11. Bible study and dinner at the Hollingsworth home. I'm terribly excited. Callette is such a grand cook and fun spirit. I'm excited to do three of my favorite things at once: eat, be with best friends, and talk with/about God.
12. Breaking Dawn premiere. You have no room to judge me, and yes, I'm going at midnight.
13. A visit from my dear and incredible cousinfriend, Lauren! What a weekend!! It took me three years to get her here.
14. Sleep and rest.
15. Lots of fun times with my best friend.
16. Countdown until Miss Willoughby returns to the great US.
God is good. I've had my first cup of coffee in about a month. It feels good to only have it once in a while rather than on a daily basis. I'd much rather indulge in a pumpkin chai spice tea regularly. So delicious.
So thankful for how God's moving my life. So thankful that His plans are far above those that I can comprehend. So humbled and grateful for His greatness. Sometimes it's so incredibly great to just know that God is big.
God is big.
SO big.
He is incredible.
Showing posts with label coffee. Show all posts
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14 November 2011
27 September 2011
Allison, Claire, Mark, Matt, Matthew, & Bruce
Tonight marks the last 11 days of the life of Cups & Mugs on Broad Street. The last.
I discovered this little gem in the recesses of my bedroom over Christmas break. After watching Passion 2011 live online and streaming every episode of Pushing Daisies like it was the next big thing, I spent hours watching Twitter and Facebook for some semblance of life. Sure enough - a coffee shop in Rome, something unheard of since the Nest's closing a good six months prior. I was ecstatic and searched through the photos chronicling the makeover of a tiny space on Broad between Ginger's and Johnny's Pizza. Teal, brown, black, red and brick were prominent colors. The faces of the people training and working laboriously to have the space ready for opening seemed inviting, open, fun. Soon after getting home, and by home I mean Rome, I insisted that my friends take me (a carless college student) to this new found glory. "Sarah with an h" became a regular statement when we came in - the baristas knew us well. The owner, Allison Cox, knew us by name. Homework got the better of us and we were often stuck huddled in our little dorms, but as often as possible we made our way to this safe haven. And I do mean safe haven. The mugs were fun - owls, mustaches, superheroes, and so much more. The choices were endless...and you never knew which would hold your toasty beverage of goodness. Now the baristas.. There was the ginger boy who was known for his espresso pours and rosettas - Matthew, not to be confused with Matt, a later addition though just as grand. He even once made a panda. Claire was precious and always in the cutest attire alongside Bruce, Jennifer Bruce. Mark and his mustache made marvelous mochas. And Allison - owner of it all.
I went on my official "date" here at this little coffee shop. I should've done homework that night, but I spent it talking over several cups of tea (they have the most marvelous teas in so many varieties!) with a boy I didn't even like, but found myself romanced by the atmosphere, a place I'd come to call home. My parents came to visit at Easter and I insisted the come by Cups and Mugs to take a gander. I bought my mother a tumbler and tea for Mother's day and she chatted about tea with Allison. Since then, my mom always asks how Cups and Mugs is doing (or mugs and cups) and insists I tell Allison she said hello.
I played guitar in the back where the upside down cake holder side table was with the tiny heater and television. Madison and I tried on our new mustaches and listened to the new Gungor CD. We spent our time in front of that TV doing homework in sour moods while our two other friends, Sarah and Susan, sat feet away chatting in the best of moods. Sarah and I spent countless nights in hoodies and pajama pants talking in front of that heater. We played games on the floor there and completed assignment after assignment for class and spent hours in the Word, being good to our hearts.
After a few visits, the four of us migrated to the couch with the two purple chairs in front of the "Chai me!" sign advertising Big Train Chai. We had many a laugh, many a conversation here. We took pictures of all of us with long curly hair (not too soon before we all had it chopped off...except for Sarah). We came here after Friday night Sunshine Gang dates. We came here on random Saturdays for crepes and pick-me-ups after days of shopping. Jordan had his 21st birthday party here.
Our Sundays consisted of craving Chickfila .... and Cups & Mugs, neither of which we could have on such a day.
This is where Sarah, Madison, Susan, and I became friends - best friends. This is where we bonded. This is where I asked Claire to turn the channel to the Braves game one time so I could watch it. This is where we watched the most random things on the news. This is where the door to the girl's bathroom wouldn't lock for the longest time so we served as "door watchers" for Allison and made sure no one embarrassed someone in the bathroom. This is where we saw many an artist play on Friday nights - even Marc Johnson! This is where we learned to love good coffee - not the kind of coffee that Starbucks makes, but the kind that requires no masking to be enjoyed. This is where I learned about the African Queen and her many flavors, from lavender to a nutty flavor. This is where I learned to love the Kenyan that one time at the beginning and never got it back again, but one day I will.
This is the place I cried when I realized October 8th Cups & Mugs would be closing its doors.
Most of this is for memory's sake. I don't want to forget this place and the memories I've had here. The coffee will be gone and the company will be different, but I'm so thankful for the lessons I've learned and the people I've met. I'm thankful for the laughs and relationships that are irreplaceable. Thank you Allison, Claire, Mark, Matt, Matthew, & Bruce.
It was an "honur."
I discovered this little gem in the recesses of my bedroom over Christmas break. After watching Passion 2011 live online and streaming every episode of Pushing Daisies like it was the next big thing, I spent hours watching Twitter and Facebook for some semblance of life. Sure enough - a coffee shop in Rome, something unheard of since the Nest's closing a good six months prior. I was ecstatic and searched through the photos chronicling the makeover of a tiny space on Broad between Ginger's and Johnny's Pizza. Teal, brown, black, red and brick were prominent colors. The faces of the people training and working laboriously to have the space ready for opening seemed inviting, open, fun. Soon after getting home, and by home I mean Rome, I insisted that my friends take me (a carless college student) to this new found glory. "Sarah with an h" became a regular statement when we came in - the baristas knew us well. The owner, Allison Cox, knew us by name. Homework got the better of us and we were often stuck huddled in our little dorms, but as often as possible we made our way to this safe haven. And I do mean safe haven. The mugs were fun - owls, mustaches, superheroes, and so much more. The choices were endless...and you never knew which would hold your toasty beverage of goodness. Now the baristas.. There was the ginger boy who was known for his espresso pours and rosettas - Matthew, not to be confused with Matt, a later addition though just as grand. He even once made a panda. Claire was precious and always in the cutest attire alongside Bruce, Jennifer Bruce. Mark and his mustache made marvelous mochas. And Allison - owner of it all.
I went on my official "date" here at this little coffee shop. I should've done homework that night, but I spent it talking over several cups of tea (they have the most marvelous teas in so many varieties!) with a boy I didn't even like, but found myself romanced by the atmosphere, a place I'd come to call home. My parents came to visit at Easter and I insisted the come by Cups and Mugs to take a gander. I bought my mother a tumbler and tea for Mother's day and she chatted about tea with Allison. Since then, my mom always asks how Cups and Mugs is doing (or mugs and cups) and insists I tell Allison she said hello.
I played guitar in the back where the upside down cake holder side table was with the tiny heater and television. Madison and I tried on our new mustaches and listened to the new Gungor CD. We spent our time in front of that TV doing homework in sour moods while our two other friends, Sarah and Susan, sat feet away chatting in the best of moods. Sarah and I spent countless nights in hoodies and pajama pants talking in front of that heater. We played games on the floor there and completed assignment after assignment for class and spent hours in the Word, being good to our hearts.
After a few visits, the four of us migrated to the couch with the two purple chairs in front of the "Chai me!" sign advertising Big Train Chai. We had many a laugh, many a conversation here. We took pictures of all of us with long curly hair (not too soon before we all had it chopped off...except for Sarah). We came here after Friday night Sunshine Gang dates. We came here on random Saturdays for crepes and pick-me-ups after days of shopping. Jordan had his 21st birthday party here.
Our Sundays consisted of craving Chickfila .... and Cups & Mugs, neither of which we could have on such a day.
This is where Sarah, Madison, Susan, and I became friends - best friends. This is where we bonded. This is where I asked Claire to turn the channel to the Braves game one time so I could watch it. This is where we watched the most random things on the news. This is where the door to the girl's bathroom wouldn't lock for the longest time so we served as "door watchers" for Allison and made sure no one embarrassed someone in the bathroom. This is where we saw many an artist play on Friday nights - even Marc Johnson! This is where we learned to love good coffee - not the kind of coffee that Starbucks makes, but the kind that requires no masking to be enjoyed. This is where I learned about the African Queen and her many flavors, from lavender to a nutty flavor. This is where I learned to love the Kenyan that one time at the beginning and never got it back again, but one day I will.
This is the place I cried when I realized October 8th Cups & Mugs would be closing its doors.
Most of this is for memory's sake. I don't want to forget this place and the memories I've had here. The coffee will be gone and the company will be different, but I'm so thankful for the lessons I've learned and the people I've met. I'm thankful for the laughs and relationships that are irreplaceable. Thank you Allison, Claire, Mark, Matt, Matthew, & Bruce.
It was an "honur."
19 January 2011
I once said I was a coffee connoisseur
If you know much about my life you know that I was introduced to coffee at a young age - Kindergarten. It was Brazilian and I fell in love. Unfortunately, my parents weren't too keen on the idea so my love and I remained separated until high school. I worked for a solid six months at a quaint small town coffee shop during my junior and senior years of school. It was wonderful. Our beans came from Dancing Goat in Atlanta, which was definitely not a mistake. The slow roast, the robust flavors - I couldn't get enough. I'd often stop by on my way to school for a giant cup only to return around 3pm for work and yet another large cup of goodness.
Since then, I've been somewhat of a coffee snob. I slowly lowered my standards back to the mechanized coffee sensation of Starbucks, but always knew there was something missing.
Recently I've been introduced to two wonderful coffee shops, or cafe's if you prefer, that stole my heart with one sip.
BareBulb Coffee opened its doors in late summer/early fall to the middle Georgia community and has drawn in so many locals. It's the new spot for Perry folks to go when they want a good cup of coffee and good conversation. I've even noticed a few groups having Bible study there during the day. Their kids corner is perfect for mothers who need time out of the house. Open Mic on Friday nights is always packed with people of all ages and artists of all kinds. BareBulb fully supports local artists and musicians which is wonderful. The atmosphere is inviting and warm - exactly what middle Georgia needs!
Cups and Mugs graced my second home with its presence just in time for the glorious snow storm of 2011. Their wonderful variety of cups, mugs, and seating offers something for everyone - whether you're meeting a group of friends to catch up, need a place to study, or want some time out with the kids. I absolutely adore their assortment of mugs - ones with flamingos, monkeys, mustaches, and every other kind imaginable. This place is perfect for beautiful Broad Street in Rome. The nook in the back is my favorite, by far, and the baristas are so friendly - I promise they all know me by name and I've only been twice! Their coffee is out of this world with flavor and perfection. My addiction has recently turned toward Chai tea and this place has the most glorious Chai in all of Rome! Cups & Mugs, you are my new favorite place.
Since then, I've been somewhat of a coffee snob. I slowly lowered my standards back to the mechanized coffee sensation of Starbucks, but always knew there was something missing.
Recently I've been introduced to two wonderful coffee shops, or cafe's if you prefer, that stole my heart with one sip.
BareBulb Coffee opened its doors in late summer/early fall to the middle Georgia community and has drawn in so many locals. It's the new spot for Perry folks to go when they want a good cup of coffee and good conversation. I've even noticed a few groups having Bible study there during the day. Their kids corner is perfect for mothers who need time out of the house. Open Mic on Friday nights is always packed with people of all ages and artists of all kinds. BareBulb fully supports local artists and musicians which is wonderful. The atmosphere is inviting and warm - exactly what middle Georgia needs!
Cups and Mugs graced my second home with its presence just in time for the glorious snow storm of 2011. Their wonderful variety of cups, mugs, and seating offers something for everyone - whether you're meeting a group of friends to catch up, need a place to study, or want some time out with the kids. I absolutely adore their assortment of mugs - ones with flamingos, monkeys, mustaches, and every other kind imaginable. This place is perfect for beautiful Broad Street in Rome. The nook in the back is my favorite, by far, and the baristas are so friendly - I promise they all know me by name and I've only been twice! Their coffee is out of this world with flavor and perfection. My addiction has recently turned toward Chai tea and this place has the most glorious Chai in all of Rome! Cups & Mugs, you are my new favorite place.
18 February 2010
calculus and mindblowing numbers
11 handwritten pages...and I should have 20.
well, it will have to do for tonight.
I also just sent the most random email to my dear Mama Gentry. How I love that she will listen and read my ramblings that to the eyes of most are pointless, but somehow must bring excitement to her. She tells me so.
It must be my satirical use of sarcasm.
did you know taxiing is spelled with two i's? it's kind of like your face.
don't take that the wrong way...but if you look in the mirror, you have two eyes too. don't hate on the wordage.
coffee is good...didn't finish my popcorn. haven't studied for my lit test. gotta run do that. or sleep and do it tomorrow? lunch? oh anti-socialism.
I really haven't been social today. I only ate and worked and went to class! Otherwise I have been right here writing and/or typing away.
Believe me, doing both at once is a hassle.
Oh how I praise Adonai for His control over me! Especially in times like now when sleep deprivation and a spice of coffee have my mind and fingertips awry with intentions.
goodnight dears. more insight and thoughtfulness after my 2pm test tomorrow. Father, please keep me awake during Sense & Sensibility tomorrow morning at 9:30am!
well, it will have to do for tonight.
I also just sent the most random email to my dear Mama Gentry. How I love that she will listen and read my ramblings that to the eyes of most are pointless, but somehow must bring excitement to her. She tells me so.
It must be my satirical use of sarcasm.
did you know taxiing is spelled with two i's? it's kind of like your face.
don't take that the wrong way...but if you look in the mirror, you have two eyes too. don't hate on the wordage.
coffee is good...didn't finish my popcorn. haven't studied for my lit test. gotta run do that. or sleep and do it tomorrow? lunch? oh anti-socialism.
I really haven't been social today. I only ate and worked and went to class! Otherwise I have been right here writing and/or typing away.
Believe me, doing both at once is a hassle.
Oh how I praise Adonai for His control over me! Especially in times like now when sleep deprivation and a spice of coffee have my mind and fingertips awry with intentions.
goodnight dears. more insight and thoughtfulness after my 2pm test tomorrow. Father, please keep me awake during Sense & Sensibility tomorrow morning at 9:30am!
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