My Affair- A very random post

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 Italy, I became a coffee aficionado (a.k.a. “an addict”) :). But, I did learn the art of drinking coffee. For instance, where we were in the northern part of Italy, coffee nor espresso were served to go. When I asked the café owner about it and he said to me, “Coffee is not meant to be a ‘to go’ drink; but, instead, it’s meant to be sipped and enjoyed- like life.” Drinking coffee is not about getting the caffeine buzz for me (although that is nice); I really do enjoy the full- bodied flavor of a good cup of coffee.

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!