
And so, I succumb, time and again, to its powers. The black liquid gold...bringing with it a little more energy, a little more
motivation, and yes, a little more 'happy'. I think more than those things though, is a taste of the familiar, a taste of comfort, if there can be one.

Being the busy girl that I am, with kids, babysitting more kids, going to work, cleaning, cooking, laundry, and on and on...all the time, I have more to think about than coffee...right?? But, it's there, like a little subliminal message, with its little tiny coffee voice shouting, "Coffee! Coffee!"

If you're a coffee-er, you have your coffee 'spots' and your coffee drinks...ya know, THE drink. When we're not drinking it, we wish we were. These days for me it's the Iced Americano. Throw a little peanut butter syrup (oh, don't knock it till you've tried it!) and some cream in there, and it's divine!

And now, I have unlimited caffeine at my fingertips ...
oh, the love affair continues!
I share your love for coffee...nothing about it seemed dramatic to me :) Here's to maybe one day sharing a cup together
ReplyDeleteLisa...if it didn't seem dramatic to you, then we must be kindred spirits! Maybe someday those thousands of miles will disappear and we can sit down with our cuppa joes and catch up :)
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