Posts Tagged ‘Coffee’

And I Still Don’t Know

March 15, 2023

Yesterday Mom told me that she’d been instructed to not pick up anything over five pounds for a couple of weeks while she heals. “That’s like a cup of coffee,” she grumbled.

“What kind of coffee are you drinking, Mom?!” I just had to ask.

Good Thing I Asked

August 26, 2022

Another sign you may need coffee is if someone places a large, bright red travel mug full of coffee on your desk while you are away, then stops by a few moments later, points to said bright red mug literally in front of you and asks, “You noticed that, right?”, and your response is a confused, “Noticed what?”.

So Long As It’s Still In Single Digits

July 13, 2022

I was kicking around the idea of doing a semi-serious entry today, but this isn’t the day for it.

Instead, I’ll just say that this morning L’s Mother said to me, “Apparently I’m having a third cup of coffee because I can’t keep track of how much I’m drinking today, and I’ve already started one.” (It’s one of those allergy heavy days here for us.)

“That’s okay,” I told her. “Unlike alcohol, being unable to track how many cups of coffee you’ve had is part of an arguable case that you might actually need another cup of coffee.”

I Doubt I’ll Ever Give It Up Entirely Though

May 27, 2022

It was a hard road to walk since I started leaning on morning coffee after the birth of my son, but I’m actually happy that me drinking coffee in the morning is now a rare enough event to warrant playful concern.

And I Consider Being Able To Breathe One Of The Best Parts Of Waking Up

May 26, 2022

“Oh nooooo!” I heard L’s Mother exclaim from the kitchen this morning, and from her tone I knew she’d noticed that I was using the coffee maker.

“Relax,” I assured her as I walked into the kitchen. “I slept well and feel fine, I just woke up a little stuffy.”

When She’s Right, She’s Right

May 11, 2022

This morning L’s Mother greeted me with a cheery, “Good morning!” before noticing the mug in my hand, the mug I only use with the coffee maker.

“Oh,” she said. “That’s not your ‘good morning’ mug!”

There’s No Shame In Using A Crutch When Something Is Broken

March 15, 2022

Now is the time of year here when I drink coffee so I can breathe and function through the all the pollen in the air. Does that mean I’m using coffee as a crutch?


I Did Eventually Say It Once I Could Say It While Laughing AND Getting An Understanding Laugh From Them In Return

February 27, 2020

As I predicted, I do feel better today, and I’m still chuckling at one particular moment from yesterday:

The moment where after making a fresh pot of coffee I stopped myself from telling the adults of the house (who had drank my previous pot of coffee) that “The coffee is fresh because you’re a [Insert Dire Insult Here].”

I Think I Deserved It

November 25, 2019

1st Cup Thought:  I’ll just have one cup of coffee this morning.

2nd Cup Thought:  Since apparently I didn’t see the bug in the coffee pot, now that Lala has made a fresh pot, I shall now have one bug-free cup of coffee this morning!

So Two A Day Now Is A Little Different From Two A Day Then

October 22, 2019

Jokes about my caffeine intake aside, I really have scaled back.  These days I measure my intake in (literal 8 oz.) cups as opposed to pots.