The Sister's Three.

The Sister's Three is my imaginary coffee shop.  I own and run it with my two sisters Courtney and Heather.  In a word it is Magnificent.  You see, this coffee shop is the perfect place to sit, chat, and relax with girlfriends over a nice hot cup of coffee.

We are located in a super cute down town and our shop has wide planked wooden floors and a tin ceiling with lots of natural lighting.  There are live red geraniums all over the place along with other plants that are for sale and are grown in vintage coffee and baking tins.  There are also a few other things for sale along the lines of antiques from the forties and fifties, vintage books, original art work by local artists and super unique hand made items and vintage fabrics.

On the menu is all manner of wonderful coffee drinks and lattes.  All of our coffee, chocolate, coco and tea is sourced from responsible companies who pay their farmers fair wages etc. (this may make things a tad bit more expensive but once people find out why, I think, they'll be willing to pay an extra fifty cents for a latte.  Plus our place will be so cute they'll come any way.)  We'll also serve a different soup every day made in store and thickened with out flour so people with wheat allergies will have a cute place to eat lunch.  We'll also serve different scones and muffins and cookies made in house as well.  I would like to have one sweet thing also made with out flour (this is a big market people aren't really tapping into, at least not around here, and I want Megan to have something to eat when she stops by for some Java).

We have groups that meet here through out the week that include writing groups, book clubs and youth groups.  We have regulars and people who stop in once a week with their mom and sisters to catch up.  It's a really great place to be.

Courtney informs me that she has already worked in a coffee shop and did not like it but her boss was super crazy (think Martha Stewart is your coffee store boss). And she will be a part owner in this venture plus I have already decided I will take the early morning shift and open the store so she can sleep in.  We will be closed Sundays and Mondays so that should help us recharge our batteries.

I totally get that in real life owning and running your own business is not nearly as romantic as it seems in my imagination, but hey dreams are fun aren't they?  Plus wouldn't you all like a place like this to come and get a great cup of coffee?

The Mall

When I was a kid my parents would take my sister's and I to the mall, dinner and a movie about twice a year. It was a big deal and we each had five dollars we could spend, but the toy store was the last place we would stop otherwise we would want to go straight home and play with our toys (best thing I ever bought was a plastic green house that came with a gardening book). I guess this is the type of special outing you do when you have three daughters and a limited budget; it's like training or something.

Any way it was really fun and special except that we were always there when the mall started to close. I can still here that female voice "Attention Customers The Mall Will Be Closing in Fifteen Minutes." when I heard that I freaked. I wanted us to drop what ever it was we were eating, browsing, buying and run (not walk) out of the mall.  My stomach would be in knots until we were safe in our car. My mom always looked amused and I still remember her saying "they are not going to lock us in here, and if they did wouldn't that be fun?" No. That would not be fun.

All this back story just so you can understand this dream I had last night. I was running through this very huge fancy Sears being chased by Tracy Morgan (why couldn't it have been Jason Stathum?) trying to get out of the store before it closed for the night. My Grandma once told me that in her dreams she can run so fast and never get tired; that is so cool, in my dreams I always feel like I'm running through jell-o it's awful. I did notice, as I was racing through kitchen-wares, that they had the most beautifully green-blue and melon colored shake makers I'd ever seen.  I woke up as I was sticking my leg through the first set of outside doors and could see the lady (smiling, I might add) locking the second set.

The End.

for those of you who don't know
this is Tracy Morgan from SNL.

This is Jason Stathum.
He has really nice muscles.