I have made a lot of comments on facebook about my love of coffee and thought I should share that my obsession with coffee comes from my parents, probably more on my Mom's side as my grandmother is the one who decide at 13 it was time for me to learn to drink coffee. Here is a picture of a wall hanging in my mom's kitchen.
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I loved coffee as you do until my surgery and then I switched to tea (which I'd already been drinking). It's now how I wake up each day (a pot full) and what helps me relax throughout the day. I miss coffee, especially when you talk about it, but I'm not willing to go back and change my tea habit.
ReplyDeleteNo tea! No coffee! I don't like either. I want to leave my office whenever someone walks in with coffee. :) You can have all my servings if you'd like.
ReplyDeleteLike this! Also, love your blog. Hope you don't mind that I started to follow you! (:
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