My love affair began in 1993 during my junior year of high school. Everybody knows back then it was your junior year of high school that counted for college entry so I studied harder that year than any other time. But, because I worked almost everyday after school, that meant many late nights. Those of you who know me, know I shut down close to 9:00 PM. My need for speed began.I had always liked the smell of coffee but never the flavor. My mom and dad drank it religiously and my grandma even drank decaf! I could never understand that until…
When I started college, my need for coffee became an affection. Sadly, I got up to about 8 cups a day and the girls on my dorm floor knew I always had some brewing.
When CJ and visited
Now, a wife and a mom of 3, I still really do love my coffee. I am no where near drinking the 8 cups a day like in my prime, but I admit I must have a cup in the morning for my day to be pleasant. And, it must be a good cup to count. It must be strong, sweetened and creamed just right. I don’t feel like my day has begun unless I get to sit and enjoy my coffee. I have often tried to get up before my children to have my Jesus time and my good coffee. What a combo!
You may be one who appreciates fine chocolate or maybe designer fashion; but give me a good cup of coffee and you will bring a smile to my face and a bounce to my step! Add a beignet to it and we will be friends for life!