I Love Coffee. I Love Tea....
So, you all know I'm not supposed to be drinking coffee. Garland says I already talk fast enough and he's personally warned the local coffee haunts "Don't give her any, no matter how she begs--ans she'll beg." That was mean (only because they took him to heart and serve me chamomile). But, he couldn't get them all, so in homage to the fine cuppa joe I had earlier (and the insomnia I'll have later)...
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The coffee caper was kind of fun, until about 1:30 that next morning when I remembered how insomnia wasn't at all charming...
Still, the house was spotless, the financials for Total Team Solutions were impeccable and I'd prepped dinner for, like, a week.
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