I Won't Drink Alone.
Yes, that is right. I refuse to drink alone. It is no fun. I think the best part of enjoying a fresh cup of hot coffee is the conversation that goes with it.
Why won't I drink alone? I really don't know. I have tried a few times, but it's not as good and I tend to not sit down and enjoy it. I will make & drink coffee if someone comes over, I will drink coffee at others houses, I will buy coffee at take it places, I drink coffee at work. I work with about 60 other people so I am guaranteed that someone else in the building is also indulging. Even if Big Daddy lovingly stops at Tim Hortens and picks me up a cup of gold, I feel the need to chat with some online friends to go with that coffee.
You see, Big Daddy is anti-coffee. Why anyone would choose that path in life is beyond me. But if he were a java-hound I think we would be one of those couples that set the timer on the coffee pot so it was hot & ready when we got downstairs in the morning. Damn, I should have had that on the husbandry application.
My friends can attest to this. Especially when they see me standing on their doorstep at 9am begging for coffee. Sunday morning I packed Joseph up bright and early (well, what we think is bright and early) and headed to a friends house. Joseph was thrilled thinking it was a play date with his friend Dryden. Little did he know Mommy just wanted a hit of caffeine. So there I was begging my pregnant friend for coffee. And what does she do? Kel makes me some, and had french vanilla stuff to go in it. Can life get any better. It was a great way to spend a Sunday morning... catching up with an old friend.
As much as I love Trent and his rambunctiousness, it was nice to down about four cups of coffee without having to hold it above my head at least once. But I did catch some interesting conversation between Joseph and his friend. I was helping them get their shoes on to go in the back yard when we first got there. It was like these two little dudes have all these great words and feelings but don't quite know how to use them all.
Dryden: "Joseph, I feel so glad you see me this morning"
Joseph: "Thanks Dryden, I like you being glad for me"
It was hilariously sweet. The days of innocence and play dates. It was a nice sunshining day and the boys had a great time playing and I to enjoy a lot of coffee.
I must say I think my roll up the rim status is now at 30 losses ~ 1 win. It's sad really. I hate to think I lost 30 times. Maybe tomorrow it will be my lucky day.
Why won't I drink alone? I really don't know. I have tried a few times, but it's not as good and I tend to not sit down and enjoy it. I will make & drink coffee if someone comes over, I will drink coffee at others houses, I will buy coffee at take it places, I drink coffee at work. I work with about 60 other people so I am guaranteed that someone else in the building is also indulging. Even if Big Daddy lovingly stops at Tim Hortens and picks me up a cup of gold, I feel the need to chat with some online friends to go with that coffee.
You see, Big Daddy is anti-coffee. Why anyone would choose that path in life is beyond me. But if he were a java-hound I think we would be one of those couples that set the timer on the coffee pot so it was hot & ready when we got downstairs in the morning. Damn, I should have had that on the husbandry application.
My friends can attest to this. Especially when they see me standing on their doorstep at 9am begging for coffee. Sunday morning I packed Joseph up bright and early (well, what we think is bright and early) and headed to a friends house. Joseph was thrilled thinking it was a play date with his friend Dryden. Little did he know Mommy just wanted a hit of caffeine. So there I was begging my pregnant friend for coffee. And what does she do? Kel makes me some, and had french vanilla stuff to go in it. Can life get any better. It was a great way to spend a Sunday morning... catching up with an old friend.
As much as I love Trent and his rambunctiousness, it was nice to down about four cups of coffee without having to hold it above my head at least once. But I did catch some interesting conversation between Joseph and his friend. I was helping them get their shoes on to go in the back yard when we first got there. It was like these two little dudes have all these great words and feelings but don't quite know how to use them all.
Dryden: "Joseph, I feel so glad you see me this morning"
Joseph: "Thanks Dryden, I like you being glad for me"
It was hilariously sweet. The days of innocence and play dates. It was a nice sunshining day and the boys had a great time playing and I to enjoy a lot of coffee.
I must say I think my roll up the rim status is now at 30 losses ~ 1 win. It's sad really. I hate to think I lost 30 times. Maybe tomorrow it will be my lucky day.

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At 9:46 AM ,
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At 10:20 AM ,
Shar-Lee said...
I'm anti-coffee as well (unless it's a caramel frappacino from Starbucks -- that's a coffee slurpee)... but you could come over and drink coffee with Dana... being a teacher I think coffee is a requirement. He's a big coffee addict!
At 2:22 AM ,
Anonymous said...
awwwww. i'm not a coffee drinker either- except for the caramel frapp too! but when we do me we'll sit and you'll drink cup after cup while we chat :)
sounds like you had a great playdate!
love,
~Shana
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