This the the conversation I have with myself once every four or five months:
A cup of coffee this fine evening sure would be nice. Jonathan's not home...the kids are in bed....it would be ever so lovely to sit and enjoy this television programming with a hot cup of coffee.
[Walks happily to kitchen. Lovingly gets out the french press and coffee grinder.]
Hmm....out of decaf. Okay. Better not have any. It's after 8:00 and it might keep me awake.
But then again..... [conversation with self takes a nasty turn at this point]
I am thinking it is a good thing I don't like that stuff. But I must say it sure does smell good.
I agree about watching Lost. I'm so glad this is the last season - I just want it to be over already. It's just too much! Oh & if they advertise "The time for questions is over" one more time, I think I'll scream. I still have plenty of questions, thank you very much! :)
For the record, you don't turn 32 until March 28th. You're just 31.
:)
I'm in the same boat ... could drink coffee whenever I wanted. Not so much anymore. :(
Thank goodness it wasn't, say, vodka that u downed by the gallon in college
cheri
Good thing you can drink another cup or two this morning to help you stay awake today after a night like that. :)
Herbal tea next time?
:-)
I love it when you post something that is exactly what I'm thinking. There are totally a million reasons why you're my favorite, the comedy of this blog being one of them. (By the way, I'd tell you to just take one of Jonathan's Amdiens, but I recall what those do to you, And I have audio evidence I'm still holding hostage.)
Oh, and by the way, the LARGE cup of coffee I had on the coffee date I mentioned in my blog I JUST wrote? That's why I'm up at 2am. We could be the same stupid girl.
Did I spell Amdien right? Or is it Ambien? Why can't I ever remember that one?
That was FACINATING!!! I love how you write. It's so spunky and cool. I wanna be like you when I grow up!


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