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For the love of coffee

The hubby and I love coffee. Yeah yeah…SHOCKER!

He drives to work every morning. He normally stops at Quick Chek, and picks one up on his way. Well, he found this new flavor that he raved about, Pecan Sticky Bun. He LOVED it. A few of his glorious mornings passed, until one day he came home aggravated.

“I can’t believe they got rid of MY FAVORITE FLAVOR.”


He was defeated, sad even, over the loss of his new found favorite.

He decided to scour the internet…for days. Of course you can find ANYTHING on the internet, right? Nope. His beloved Pecan Sticky Bun coffee was nowhere to be found. He even tried other brands and flavors as an alternative, but none were satisfying.

Side note: My husband is not one to give up on something he wants, without a fight. He can be….stubborn.

In a last ditch effort he decided to email Quick Chek and see maybe if they would sell him some. Obsessed a bit? Maybe. The kind woman told him, no. She was sorry, but they had none that they could sell him. There were a few emails back and forth and then she finally sent him this email:

Hi Jason,

I’ve been speaking with our coffee roaster and they have a few bags of Pecan Sticky Bun Coffee on hand.

Can you please provide me with your full name and shipping address?  I’ll have them sent out to you directly.


Mandy (left her last name out for privacy)
Senior Category Manager | QuickChek Corporation

No charge. She is just sending him the bags for free. He was lucky enough to find someone who would go above and beyond to help my poor, Pecan Sticky Bun coffee, crazed husband.

Mandy….he thanks you.

I, the one who has had to listen to his ranting, also thank you from the bottom of my heart.

After reading her name, this immediately popped into my head:

“Oh, Mandy. Well you came and you gave without taking.”
– Barry Manilow

****Update to the story***

Much to our surprise, UPS knocked on the door yesterday. My daughter told me they just dropped off some BOXES. I thought that was strange, since I hadn’t ordered anything, from anywhere. THIS is what I found:

FOUR!! Count them…four boxes. The green is 100% Columbian Coffee, the gold is Decaf coffee (with filters, of course), a CASE of Splenda AND what the hubby so desperately needed, the RED. The red is his Pecan Sticky Bun coffee!!

Talk about going above and beyond for someone!

Thanks again Mandy, you are AWESOME!


Inappropriate Hugs

Doctors..It can be tough to find a good one, or, dare I even say great doctors. When you have a child with Autism or special needs, I think that challenge becomes even more difficult.

Well…when we moved to this area my second little guy was just born days before. (this is the boy with autism,  but obviously we were unaware of that yet) So, I was armed with a referral from my current pediatrician for a new doc here in our new hometown. I was ok. Always was seen right away, if needed. But, nothing spectacular. Fast forward about 6 years. Middle guy starts getting fevers 3-4 weeks. What do I get every time we walk in, without so much as a 5 minute visit… comes that word….virus. Several visits went this way. Blood work was run once and came back normal.  I just started feeling like maybe there was something better out there.  I felt that maybe they just weren’t taking the time or were to busy to possibly see that something else could be going on. So after a long time there…I made the switch. All along worrying if I had made the right decision.

Let me tell you…ALWAYS GO WITH YOUR GUT! What a difference. The very first visit there was once again a sick visit for the boy. I felt like I was in a different universe. I was in the office, the doctor asked questions and answered all of mine. AND get this, he personally called me the next day, Saturday morning, to see how the boy was feeling. Umm…I was speechless for a second, never once had I received a follow up call from the old office. Wow, I thought, they actually care!

I have 3 children and each time I am the new office, even though I don’t always see same doctor, they all give that same care and understanding.

The boy went went for his annual check up yesterday and I voiced my concerns about his fevers. For the first time since this whole saga started, I started to feel better. Not because I have an answer as to why these fevers are happening yet, but because I found doctors that are willing to take the extra step and time. He listened, examined the boy and gave me a few ideas of what he thinks it could be. We will monitor him and I will be in close contact with the doctor about the boy, at the doctor’s request…not mine. It was perhaps the best doctor visit ever for me. I could have hugged him on the way out, if it wasn’t considered inappropriate 😉

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We still have a ways to go to figure it out, but at least I feel like I have great..yes I said great..doctors standing behind myself and my children.

You are you child’s voice..if you feel in your gut you need to make a it. As parents we know our children better than anyone…and sometimes we just need to remember that.

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