English: Two NYPD cops in a Dunkin Donuts on H...

English: Two NYPD cops in a Dunkin Donuts on Houston Street in the East Village. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It’s Labor Day in the United States of America and some of us are working and some of us are playing and some of us are doing both—and isn’t that amazing, when people work and play together? Here’s hoping you have a good rest of Labor Day, wherever you happen to be or whatever you happen to be doing or not doing too. It’s all good and all not good, but we are making it!

This afternoon over at Lee University in Cleveland, Tennessee, things are humming right along. Today I treated myself by enjoying Dunkin’ Donuts for lunch, with Starbucks “Breakfast Blend” coffee. You can change your opinion for the better, given enough time sometimes. Used to, I thought other doughnuts (how do you spell doughnuts?) were better and many doughnuts are wonderful, but so are Dunkin’ Donuts. In the past, I avoided Starbucks coffee, since it seemed so strong, like it had been burned on a campfire.

And yet, I craved doughnuts today and coffee…with that little snack shop near the Lee library circulation desk just sitting there. So I went upstairs and treated myself to the Starbucks coffee and Dunkin’ Donuts. The very kind lady at the counter suggested I get a cardboard sleeve for that tall super-hot coffee cup. Then she reached into the clear plastic doughnut case, where there were all kinds of Dunkin’ Donuts, with chocolate on top and filling in the middle and pink icing with sprinkles and it was all beautiful to behold, like food art just lined up, waiting for us to gaze and choose. I got two plain glazed Dunkins’ (wonderful name!) because some people are purists, whether it’s a hot dog just with mustard or a Dunkin’ just with glaze. (Those two Dunkin’ Donuts were so delicious, the just-right sweetness and fluffiness, mixed with the just-right strong but not bitter coffee).

Downstairs the people at the Help Desk helped me with something on the computer. The lady upstairs, by the way, told me I could use the microwave to heat up those doughnuts when I asked. “Warm goodness,” she said with such calm grace. Wasn’t that thoughtful of her? She didn’t have to be so friendly and so helpful, and neither did the people at the Help Desk, but they were—extra friendly and extra helpful this Labor Day. Isn’t it warm goodness when people are just plain kind to each other, without any real reason except finding a way to get along better in this old world?

If we could share some coffee and doughnuts here together right now, that would be good. We’ll work from a distance:) Look right there on the tan-colored sack. It says “O grams transfat” and “Dunkin’ Donuts” and “America Runs on Dunkin’.” That tall cardboard coffee cup beckons like a green and white siren call, just for you and just for me and people all over the world. It’s not like we can flirt with coffee and pastries every single day, but flirty food (let’s make sure it’s food:) sure is good once in a while, isn’t it?

It feels so good to be glad and to be grateful and here’s my hope that you can feel glad and grateful about even one little thing today. (It’s understandable if you can’t. Some things are just too painful for a while).

Hopefully, we can all meet here together again tomorrow, Lord willing. On the back of that tan sack, by the way, it says: “Please recycle this bag.” Let’s do that. Let’s do that all together. We can save one little thing somewhere. Happy Labor Day!

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