One Good Thing…

E Shafer Bookstore in Savannah, Georgia

E Shafer Bookstore in Savannah, Georgia

Around the first of the year, I discovered a quirky little website called “One Good Thing” that singles out life’s pleasures and promotes the idea of sharing the things that give us joy.

So is it too optimistic to look for One Good Thing every day in 2011?  They don’t all have to be trips to paradise or lottery wins. I think I can. And I bet you can, too.

Bundling up for a long winter walk with an old friend –or inhaling the aroma of a rich homemade cup of coffee with a sprinkle of cinnamon and a cloud of cream – or savoring the perfect light, with or without a camera in my hand – or an afternoon in a great bookstore – or a practically perfect date night at home with the great love of my life…

When you stop and think about them, it’s fun to come up with a list of good things we have stumbled across when we least expected them.

Stumbling into a real bookstore. Mastering an heirloom recipe. Making  a new friend. Celebrating a sunset. Sipping an icy beverage. Getting the perfect shot. Exploring a backroad.  Poking through a box of old photographs. Feeling sand between your toes.

They’re right. One good thing really does lead to another.

Come on. It’s your turn.

On your mark. Get set. Go.

Listening to: Deryl Dodd – “Good Things Happen When You’re Around”

Good To The Last Drop.

I drink coffee now.

Yes. It’s a new thing.

Diet Coke was my beverage of choice in the mornings. A boiling cup of joe couldn’t  hold a candle to that first chug of icy cold Diet Coke burning its way down my throat to wake me up.

I would buy a cup of mocha latte at the coffee shop once in a while but for the most part, the sound of the pop-top fizz was the sound of caffeine morning for me.

But then my mother gave us one of those fancy Keurig one-cup coffee makers for Christmas. And now, I have joined the majority of Americans who wake up and reach for the mug instead of the poptop.  And now, I drink coffee.  Plain and flavored.

I am not yet a purist. I don’t drink it straight – or black. I use  real half-and-half, and sometimes for fun, I even get that aerosol real whipped cream in the can and squirt it on top and add a sprinkle of cinnamon and a packet of Splenda.The ritual of fixing the perfect cup and then sitting down and savoring it  warming both hands around the mug is a big part of it.

There is nothing like leaning into the machine’s  personal counterspace and inhaling the aroma as the steamy liquid pours into my cup. There really is no better smell than coffee in the morning, no matter what Robert Duvall said in “Apocalypse Now.” But some mornings that quote does cross my mind.

And my new Keurig device makes tea, too. Hot and iced. Herbal and traditional. Have not figured out chai tea yet.  Someone is going to have to teach me to love chai tea. I hear it is a little like scotch whiskey. An acquired taste. I am a fast learner when it comes to beverages. I took to Chivas and Black Bottle after a few tries, so I can probably learn.

And meanwhile, I have even “registered” with the Keurig coffee pot club online and ordered a giant shipment of coffee to be delivered to my front door (free shipping).  My go-to everyday coffee is Kona. Sometimes I go to the coffee ordering website and pour over the flavors. I wonder what Creme Brulee coffee tastes like. Or “Jamaica Me Crazy” decaf.

Okay,  enough of the Joe talk. Yes. I am just a tiny bit obsessed.  I think I’ll have a cup of Sleepytime herbal tea with a splash of lemon and hit the sack. Morning comes early.

Listening to: Guy Clark – “Instant Coffee Blues”