“I Can’t See Without my Coffee”

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Do you remember the first time you tasted coffee? It might have gone something like this:

“Mom, can I have some coffee?”

“No.”

“Dad, can I have some coffee?”

“Here.”

Or, at least, that’s what happened at my house.  At last, I got to taste the most coveted (daytime) beverage in my entire household.  Children weren’t allowed to speak in the morning until Mom and Dad (or at least Mom, or Dad) had consumed a minimum of 1 cup of coffee. If we did speak, all responses were some form of grunt or comment along the lines of, “I haven’t even had a coffee yet,” “Let me have my coffee,” or my personal favorite: “I can’t see without my coffee.”

As I took a sip of the warm, magical potion that transformed my parents into functional human beings, I was sorely disappointed.

“So?” Dad asked.

“Yuck,” I answered.

Dad smiled and finally got me off his back.  I vowed never to drink coffee, like we all did.

Then, life happened.  Jobs, college, grad school; going out all night and needing to be awake for jobs, college, and/or grad school. Kids, children, special snowflakes, spawn, those tiny creatures for whom coffee was invented.  Now, coffee is my plasma.  I owe coffee my life. It is the only thing that I can legally consume that allows me to safely operate a motor vehicle before 8 AM.  That bitter, brown liquid is now very much a part of who I am.

Here come the disclaimers, as well as the purposes of this blog:

1. I am NOT a coffee connoisseur.  I am an average female working professional with 2 kids, a husband, a house, a cat, and whole lot of issues.  Any opinion I give is just that – an opinion.  I am not a qualified expert. Which brings me to #2…

2. Why read this blog? Because I’m funny, I’m real, and I want to bring a blog to my fellow 20- and 30-somethings (I’m 29 and 1/2, so I’m playing both sides of the fence here) that is comforting and keeps us going, just like a good cup of coffee (awwww).

3.  I want to give back and spread positivity.  Big or small, I want to make a difference.

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My husband’s portrayal of me at the moment.  He is being kind.

Please comment, question, or share a random thought.  Bonus points if it’s funny, makes me think, or makes me cry.  We all need a good cry sometimes.