Talkin bout the REAL thing!

Some may call it a sickness.

Others may think of me more as a loyalist.

It all stems back to an experience I had as a middle schooler.

Who knew that a trip to the grocery store could have such a lasting impact on a girl?

I was shopping with my mom one day when I was an early teen and they were conducting a blind taste test for Coke and Pepsi.  Before this time I’d drink either, never really seeing a difference or a big deal.

Then I took one sip, and literally my life was never the same.  Ok, actually it was two sips.

They had the cola beverages in dixie cups behind a cardboard sign.  Very official stuff here people.  I drank from one dixie cup.  Pause.  Sipped from the other cup.  I picked one and… drum roll please… turns out I preferred Coke to Pepsi.

Now I am 29 years old and a Coke snob.  I will not drink the other guy.  Don’t care how badly my body is craving that bubbly, sugary, caffeinated goodness, if they only serve Pepsi, I’ll take water.  I actually don’t understand why places serve Pepsi.  Last week my husband and I went on a date to Applebees and all day I had been looking forward to bottomless cokes at dinner.  You can not imagine how shocked I was to learn that they only served Pepsi products.  That’s ok… I took my water and consoled myself that I could then drink a soda at the theatre.   I was so excited as we went to the movie b/c  I was going to get my first drink at a movie theatre (we never cough up food money at the theater but this time the tickets had been free).  I was outraged to learn that they too only served Pepsi.  WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE?  Do people really, actually prefer Pepsi?  I was shocked and appalled.  Scott said that Pepsi is the hip drink of the new generation.  Coke, he says, is for romantics and loyalists.  (I’d be interested in your opinion on this one)

 

My love for Coke runs deep and wide.  When my husband and I were on a cross country trip a few years ago, I got an incredible craving for a cold Coke during our drive through Utah… the desolate, never ending salt flats of Utah to be precise… not a lot of rest stops here.   But as we were driving we did see one and I was ecstatic… delirious with joy I tell you.  Not sure if it was the caffeine or the 12 hrs of riding in the car, but we needed a break and thought it would be fun to take some pictures.  Here are our pictures of me in the salt flats enjoying that sweet nectar. 

 

 

These are pictures that I am kind of embarrassed to admit made the scrapbook.  Oh, the mocking my children will do to me when they get their hands on these later…

 

 

I still can’t believe I actually did this, and made a scrapbook page about it none the less.  I am such a dork!  In my defense it was a REALLY long day on the road.

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