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Monica Bielanko
A chronicle since 2005 of my marriage & move to Brooklyn in my twenties; becoming a mother in my thirties; moving to Pennsylvania and learning to amicably coparent after divorce in my forties while living 3 doors down from my ex-husband in a small country town.
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Thursday
Jul192007

Coffee Gone Wild

America, what happened? One minute it was one coffee, please, the next I'm standing in line behind eight people ordering shit I didn't even know existed.
"Yeah, can I have a grande-tangerine-latte-with-skim-no-whip-and-caramel mist?"
WHAA- ???
Did he say caramel mist? Did that burly dude just order a tangerine latte with a caramel mist?

Yes, he did.