some mornings

some mornings...i like to go and get a bagel and coffee at panera with a good book.  but i never read my book.  what i'm actually doing is making up stories for all the characters and people that are sitting in the place with me.  (i may or may not have too much time on my hands).
today, it's a man's world at panera. i am the only female in the particular area i'm sitting in.  very strange...oh, here comes a lady (cute jacket!), whew.
anywho, with the awesome playlist i have going, there is much to sit at watch:

a group of younger looking men, maybe 40's range.  they are around a table, but they are standing with their large coffees, like they are all germaphobes and think there are pestacides or something on the chairs.  they must all have 1 or 2 kids and know the wives would disapprove if they touch the chairs, knowing that guys typically forget to wash their hands (is that a stereotype? oops).  they are runners, and are meeting for the first time after their marathon last weekend.  a couple of them are awkwardly waiting for a good conversation to spark, because for the past 4 months, all they have discussed is running, for that was the only thing they had in common, besides kids.  will they leave best buds? or will they only be friends on the road?

young family with two young kids trying to have a quiet friday moring bagel outing...SIKE.  the little one does not want tha pacifier and keeps spitting it out.  mom is so frustrated and thinking she is not trying this again for at least a couple weeks (time to get that pacifier under control, sheesh!) dad is just a little clueless and can only pay attention to the pacifier falling on the floor before the older brother (3 maybe?) gets up to throw a napkin away, facinated by the trash can...dad turns around to him touching the trash can!!! horrified, the mom and dad quickly get up to go. this is my favorite part of this 10 minute scenario: the older of the boys is walking out with the rest of his bagel hanging out of his mouth!! hahaha i'm dyin ova here! poor kid, i hope his bagel doesn't fall out of is mouth while he's just a swingin his arms to get to the car because it looked like blueberry, and he's gonna want to finish that! oh kids, you gotta love em'!

they are so in love.  it's only the 3rd date, but it happened on the first night they met a week ago at the state museum.  he is unemployed but just took over his father's estate.  she is a museum curator and has the day off.  she is trying to help him find a job, though with his father's estate he thinks there is no need.  she thinks he's an idiot and because he's so in love, she convinces him.  he's a business major at USC and graduates this may.  he doens't seem too worried about graduation and she doesn't know why she loves him so much, or how it even happened, but she will do anything to support him. they are already whispering sweet nothings in each others ears and giggling. aw, sweet puppy love. whoah...i mean at first glance they were a sweet couple, but the PDA hasn't ceased since i walked in here...it's 9:15 in the morning!!! ew, ok, that's gross. well, whatever floats your boat...that's enough of that story for me.

this was only 3 out of many stories i could write here, but i try not to get carried away.  it's nice to have the occasional morning to pretend you're just a fly on the wall, watching life pass by in a cafe.  i'd probably be amazed at what the real stories would be like if i actually went over and started a conversation with these fellow lovers of the morning (i don't actually know if they love the morning like i do either, or this was just their extra time they have on fridays).  maybe next time, i'll make a friend instead of a blog...and then i'll blog about it. 

happy friday!

the morning playlist:
freedom-tyrone wells
pda-john legend
i've got this friend-the civil wars
litszomania-phoenix
the wanderer-marc broussard
clarity-john mayer
new york, new york-ryan adams
greyhound-dave barnes
lost in my mind-the head and the heart
brown eyes-andy davis
big green tractor-jason aldean
feelin good-michael buble
a kiss to build a dream on-louis armstrong