Coffee. I’ve been drinking the stuff since I was 15 or so. It’s a big pasttime in Canada, where I was born and raised and I’m glad to have it carry-on in my homes in the South Pacific. Most cultures have strong social connections to coffee and the rituals that surround consuming it. I found a fabulous travel piece about this very topic on Your Life is a Trip.

I love going to a cafe and having a coffee to go along with some writing time. Gosh, 12 years ago it would have been a coffee and a cigarette. Glad those days are long gone.

Coffee and writing. It really goes together. Much better than coffee and cake.

The cake counter seems to be taunting me. The chef just brought out  a newly made triple chocolate cheesecake. I haven’t had chocolate for 38 days now but who’s counting? I found a flourless orange cake recipe the other day. I bought some fresh blueberries to go on the top. I think today is the day to make it.

It may sound like I have cravings, but I really don’t. It doesn’t bother me that the cakes, muffins and friands are in abundance in the cafe I sit at or that they have 12 flavours of ice cream on offer. I’m content with my decaf, soya flat white coffee. It may be a vice but one that I’m happy to hold on to.

The other night my husband and I were talking about my “diet”. I happen to say, ” I am not doing this as an obsession” but I felt I was having to convince myself of that fact. Maybe it is somewhat of an obsession. But what does it matter anyway? I feel great and I’m quite pleased with myself for sticking to it.

We all need to feel successful at some time in our lives. If doing something that makes you feel good, isn’t hurting anyone and gives you some confidence, even if other people don’t “get it”, I say go for it!!

I love having goals to achieve. It’s a healthy, challenging way to compete in this crazy world and better to be competing with yourself than the Joneses.

Damn, my coffee is down to foam around the rim. Waiter!!